Chu.

Shenyuan City, located in the southern parallel province of a border city, adjacent to the 'Great Qi Dynasty', covers an area of 50 square kilometers, with a permanent population of 600,000 and a floating population of millions. The traffic is busy, people come and go, and it is very prosperous.

Bang!

There was a thunderous explosion, and Shenyuan City, which was still clear in the sky, was instantly covered by rolling black clouds, and an extremely oppressive aura permeated the depths of the black clouds.

Black clouds crush the city and want to destroy it!

Dinh House. The Ding family, one of the three major families of the Chu State, covers a very vast area and is extremely atmospheric. The courtyard is connected, the rockery pond, the eaves of the Qionglou, the majestic and righteous road, the three major families of the lush forest are all the great families who have inherited for thousands of years, the rich heritage, the people are prosperous, and the more than 1,000 cities of the Chu State are almost more than seventy percent of the cities are covered by the industries of these three families, which is simply domineering and leaky, and it is eye-catching.

"Hell, the weather, how to say that it will change and leave" In the backyard of Ding's mansion, a group of slaves in green clothes and green hats looked up at the sky, feeling that the oppressive breath was getting stronger and stronger, and couldn't help but bow their heads and curse, and after glancing at the bungalow in the distance, they left in a hurry.

"Brother, why haven't you seen the Thirteenth Young Master today?"

"What do you care about him? A natural waste material, if he doesn't see it, he will disappear, so as not to disgrace the family!"

"I heard that I was injured by Mr. Ding's palm, and I don't know if I'm dead!"

"It's Better to Die"

The bungalow is filled with a strong and pungent smell of herbs. The room is dimly lit, the furnishings are simple, and the furniture is old. In the corner of the wall, on a flat bed, lay a dying teenager.

The boy was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, short and thin, and dressed in simple and outdated clothes. Lying on that bed, his breath was like a gossamer, and his handsome little face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, as if he could die at any time.

At his side, a young girl of about twenty-eight years old fell beside him, sobbing softly.

"Young master, woo, wake up quickly, if something happens to you, little maid, little maid woo"

Boom! Boom!

The sound of rolling thunder like the galloping of thousands of horses slowly spread from small to large, from far and near, until the last thunder exploded, and the girl only felt that the whole bungalow was shaken, as if there was a force that wanted to crush the bungalow.

She looked at the roof in disbelief, and for a moment her sadness was much more restrained.

However, this fear was only for a moment, and then it dissipated, and the eyes once again showed sadness, tears followed, and a muffled cry came out of his nose, and he looked sadly at the young man on the bed.

"The young master has a noble status, but he didn't expect to suffer all his life, and he was humiliated by the traitors, and death must be a relief for him."

"But the little maid was entrusted by Mrs. on her deathbed to take good care of the young master, but now, now"

Thinking of the sorrow, the girl was overwhelmed with grief, and secretly wept again, and cried bitterly.

The girl bowed her head and wept, looking desolate. And at this moment, outside the window lattice, a black light suddenly shot out, and it slammed into the young man's eyebrows, and his brows suddenly wrinkled, as if he was enduring something in extreme pain.

The black light flickered, centered on the center of the eyebrows, and instantly spread throughout the body.

Due to the black clouds of Shenyuan City, the black light was not inconspicuous at all, plus the girl lowered her head and was covered by a bedding, so she was not discovered.

The black light flickered incessantly, looming, sometimes changing into a golden light, sometimes changing into a red light, wandering all over the body.

After a long time.

"Wow!"

A mouthful of black blood suddenly spurted out of the young man's mouth, and squirted straight into the unconscious girl.

The girl trembled, raised her head violently, and was shocked, "Thirteenth young master, young master!"

The girl was so anxious that she hurriedly supported the young man's body, and tears fell like broken threads.

After a mouthful of blood spurted out, the young man's pale face quickly regained some blood, and his eyes, which had been closed, slowly opened with a hint of confusion.

When he saw the girl's pear blossom with rain, the depths of his eyes were obviously slightly stunned, and he muttered, "You are"

Before the words fell, the young man only felt a soft sound in his mind, as if something was spurting out from the depths of his mind, and the young man's face couldn't help but turn white again, and he snorted softly in pain, his head was tilted, and he fell into a coma again.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

The girl panicked

I don't know how long it took for Ding Yan to wake up. When I opened my eyes blankly, I saw a strange and familiar scene.

The dilapidated furniture, the low bungalows, and the dim light seemed to be in the midst of a strange house.

"Where is this, and why am I here?"

Ding Yan had doubts in his eyes, and he propped himself up and wanted to take a good look around. However, there was a sudden pain in his chest, and the strength of his limbs seemed to dissipate without a trace in an instant.

Hum!

With a muffled snort, he collapsed on the stiff bed board, breathing rapidly, and cold sweat suddenly covered his head.

"What's going on? Why am I hurt? Why am I in this place?"

Countless questions popped up in an instant, and before he could come back to his senses, a huge amount of information suddenly exploded in his mind. Ding Yan's face turned pale and he frowned in pain.

Time flies quietly.

After a long time, a long sigh came from the bed, "I, Ding Yan, have crossed again!"

Ding Yan lay on the bed crying and laughing, and many pictures flashed in his mind in an instant. Ding Yan is a generation of powerhouses, he is a hegemon in the cultivation world, with countless disciples, controlling a land, and enjoying the power of life and death of hundreds of millions of living beings. This is the pursuit of countless cultivators, and it is also the achievement that Ding Yan has achieved in exchange for 10,000 years of practice.

It's a pity that in order to become stronger, Ding Yan even won the legendary Immortal Dao, encountered a time and space storm while exploring the ancient secret realm.

I thought it would fall, but I didn't expect a trace of the primordial god to appear on a planet called Earth under the protection of a nameless fragment.

On the earth, the aura was thin, and Ding Yan embarked on another peak business path, but unfortunately, under the intrigue, he became the target of everyone, and finally died of sniping

"Unexpectedly, I ended my life like this" Ding Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly. For Ding Yan, the fact that the Yuan Shen is reborn is too normal, but this method is the usual method of the strong.

His face was calm, and in his mind, a stream of information came out.

Ding Yan's name is the same as himself, I don't know if this is really related to the fate in the dark, or is it just a coincidence? After all, it has been crossed twice, the name is the same Chu State, Southern Parallel Province, Shenyuan City, the three major families of the Ding family, the bloodline, the thirteenth father Ding Chen, a peerless genius, died young, born a waste material, mental power and physical body are extremely weak, it is rumored that the grandfather of Chu is the current head of the Ding family, in charge of all things in the Ding family, good to himself, at the age of sixteen, he gave a mansion as an adult gift, but because his own qualifications are too poor, he is not taken seriously, this is a disguised expulsion from the family

Just like watching a movie, all the memories of the original body appeared in Ding Yan's brain.

When he saw that he was injured for some reason in the end, Ding Yan was slightly stunned, and his brows furrowed slightly.

In my mind, a picture came to mind.

A tall, middle-aged man with a withered face but a cold and solemn face looked down at him from above, and cold and arrogant words came out of his mouth indifferently.

"My son is talented, but he is disabled, you are born a waste, how can you be qualified to be able-bodied?"

Ding Yan frowned.

"Just because his son is seriously injured and disabled, he beats people to serious injuries for no reason? No matter how arrogant and domineering he is, there is no such arrogance and domineering, right?"

However, immediately, an irrepressible anger gushed out from the depths of his soul without warning, Ding Yan's face turned pale suddenly, and he quickly calmed down for a while before he regained his calm.

"It seems that this unfortunate ghost has a very deep grudge against that man, and this is not good, he must be killed, otherwise it will not be good for my cultivation. ”

Those who cultivate the truth, cultivate themselves, and pay attention to a cause and effect. If cause and effect are not removed, there is an obstacle to practice.

This is the life motto that Ding Yan believed in when he cultivated the truth.

Ding Yan let out a long breath, thinking, and turned his body slightly, but he didn't want to pull the wound, so he couldn't help coughing violently.

"Thirteenth young master, young master!"

A sound of surprise, with an anxious voice of disbelief, came from outside the door. Ding Yan couldn't help but look up hard, only to see a twenty-eight-year-old girl rushing in from the door.

When she saw Ding Yan, who had woken up on the bed but was coughing violently, her body stayed on the spot as if she had been struck by lightning. Pretty face, red and swollen eyes, full of surprise, I couldn't help kneeling on the ground with my hands folded, tears falling to the ground like broken threads, and muttering to myself: "God bless, God bless"

"Xiao He"

A slightly hoarse voice came out of Ding Yan's mouth. Looking at the girl kneeling on the ground in front of her, a trace of inexplicable emotion appeared in Ding Yan's heart, and his chest was a little blocked.

The girl in front of her is Xiao He, the maid who has been taking care of Ding Yan.

After hearing Ding Yan's hoarse voice, the girl called Xiao He hurriedly stood up to meet her, tears were repeated, her lips trembled slightly, she gently helped Ding Yan up, leaned on her arms, touched her forehead again, and checked her body.

"Young master, you, you're finally awake, it's okay, the doctor said you'll be fine when you wake up"

Xiao He has been Ding Yan's maid since she was a child, and the two grew up together, which can be regarded as childhood sweethearts. And the Ding family is a martial arts family, even a small maid slave has a little cultivation, and Xiao He is talented and talented, and he has opened ten acupoints at a young age, this kind of genius, the high-level in the family originally planned to promote her to the inner circle of the child training, but Xiao He was reluctant to Ding Yan, so he refused this great opportunity and was willing to be Ding Yan's maid.

When he saw Ding Yan being seriously injured and falling to the hut, Xiao He almost fainted.

"Xiao He, don't cry, if you cry again, you will become a little flower cat"

Probably affected by the residual thoughts of the original body, Ding Yan pulled out an ugly smile and comforted.

"How could he be so vicious to the young master, if the third master is still there, he won't dare to do this if he borrows a hundred guts from that dog slave, woo" As a maid in a big family, his heart has already matured, and Xiao He felt a heartache when he saw Ding Yan's pale face.

Ding Yan understands that the 'third master' in Xiao He's mouth is the cheap father Ding Chen, who died young, who is the third son of Ding Jitian in the current family, and his status is noble and prominent. At the age of eighteen, he broke through to the realm of agility, which can be called a peerless genius that is rare in a hundred years, and after ten years of hard work, he has reached the perfection of agility, and is known as the first master of Chu State.

It's a pity that the sky is jealous of the talent, it is reported that this Ding Chen did not know why, he was in the company of demons, colluded with each other, and was finally besieged by many strong people to the 'Sword Leaf Abyss', and ended up with no bones.

It is precisely because of this that Ding Yan, as Ding Chen's only bloodline, coupled with the fact that he was born unable to cultivate for some reason, was excluded and bullied by everyone, otherwise, Ding Yan's situation may be completely different from what he is now.

The son of the strongest man in the Chu State, how noble is that status? Not to mention a small manager, even if he is such an existence as the prince of the Chu State, I am afraid that he will have to give face.

It's a pity that "Demon Martial Dao Huh, this is a world of cultivation, I, Ding Yan, as the overlord of the generation of the cultivation world, finally have the opportunity to regain the glory that belongs to me, no matter what kind of demon you are or the right path, this seat only talks about cause and effect!"

The memory hidden in the depths of the soul rolled out, it was a powerful, domineering, and arrogant generation of overlords.

Wake up!