It was an endless forest, with endless green hills in the distance, and at this moment a bucket-thick light shone from the sky, and even now it was daytime, and it was not until ten minutes later that the pillar of light gradually shrank and then dissipated between heaven and earth. What was originally covered by the pillar of light was also revealed.

It was a man, well, probably a man, with very cloudy eyes, and there was no trace of brilliance, standing there as if they were a puppet. The figure is good, very well-proportioned, and full of power. Because this is in the deep mountains and old forests. So even if there was such a big movement, I was not caught by the people around me to dissect and study.

If not, the sun in the sky is moving slowly to the west, and it doesn't change like a movie with the pause button pressed until nightfall.

At that moment, as if something had been touched, the cloudiness in the strange man's eyes was gradually replaced by Qingming, and his stiff body gradually became soft.

"Eh, where is this? What happened to me? Forged sword?Excalibur? What is that? It succeeded, it seems that what happened? What a dazzling white light, what happened? What happened to me? Who am I? My name is Nan Jianhua from hell!"

The word hell was like the last blow of the toilet bowl with a plug, and a tidal wave of memories poured into the mind of this named Nan Jianhua, and for a while, the memories in his mind were rampaging like the roaring Yellow River. Nan Jianhua squatted down in pain, and it wasn't until a while that he felt better in his mind.

And his memory has finally been filled.

"I thought I had failed, but I didn't expect it to be a success, but it was such a dazzling white light, presumably because it was too shocking, causing the laws of hell to directly wipe me out or throw me here?" Nan Jianhua said to himself casually chose a direction, and then limped away.

Because the memory in his mind is still confused, the temporary lack of CPU makes it very inflexible to control his hands and feet, but it does not affect his movement.

"I heard that there is a Yang World above Hell, and those who die in Hell will go to the Yang World to be reincarnated, this can't be the legendary Yang World, right?" As he spoke, Nan Jianhua looked up at the sky. Then he froze.

It was such a beautiful blue, and the endless blue covered the whole field of vision. The drifting white clouds dotted among them, as if they wanted to suck Nan Jianhua's whole person into it, which was different from the dark red sky of hell, a blue that had never been seen before.

After being stunned for a long time, Nan Jianhua picked up his chin, came back to his senses, continued to walk deep and shallow, and sorted out the messy memories in his mind. But vaguely he had a feeling that he seemed to have forgotten something, and that it was something very important.

So that when he didn't think about it, his whole heart was empty, but even if he rummaged through his memory, he couldn't remember what he had forgotten This is of course, otherwise how can it be called forgetting. Sure enough, the memory is too messy, resulting in a slightly low IQ.

Night shrouded the forest, and in the depths of the forest there was a strange man talking to himself as he walked deep and shallow......

A month later, Nan Jianhua completely integrated into this world, this world that made him ecstatic, there are no horcruxes here, there are no incredible powers, weapons are weapons, they can hurt people, they can also save themselves, they will bleed when they cut people, and those who bleed too much will die.

Here, Nan Jianhua's swordsmanship that is enough to be proud of the others has exerted 100% of his strength, which is the power of terror, in that painful day of hell, even if he did not have a horcrux, he still did not give up insisting on practicing swordsmanship and forging swords, and gradually deepened his understanding of swords, so that he could truly drive like an arm and hide the sword in his heart.

And the long-term forging, quenching, and scorching temperature have also tempered his muscles, even if he picks up a lowest-level Horcrux, the most rubbish Horcrux without any special effects, it is enough to use amazing combat power, but unfortunately, this egg-hurting Sao Nian does not have even the lowest-level Horcrux, and he doesn't even have a soul weapon because he can't afford it.

And now all of this has come into use, and in just a month, he has seen his own power, which is a power that makes him extremely excited, extremely longing, and even a little terrifying. He didn't care if this was the Yang World or something else.

The desire to become stronger for a long time had penetrated through his soul, and here the hunger and thirst of his soul were satisfied. However, there is one thing that makes him regret that the lost memory, even after sorting out the memory a month later, still did not find any traces, and he was very unhappy when he forgot it at that time, and sometimes a very strong sense of disobedience.

It's like a wooden thorn that disappears when you touch it, but when you touch it inadvertently, it your hand.

But that only upset him, and in the sea of happiness called power, he didn't care about anything else. And time seems to be very fast in the accelerator of happiness, and ten years of time pass quietly.

It has been ten years and a month since Nan Jianhua was sent to this world by the pillar of light that made him extremely happy, this is an ordinary world, but this world is respected by martial arts, and several big countries are fighting happily, and force is the basis of the status of the people here, the higher the force, the stronger the status.

Nan Jianhua, who has terrifying strength and even more terrifying progress, has been like a fish in water in the past ten years, and his strength has brought him endless happiness. Even though he himself sometimes didn't understand why he had gained so much power and so much money, he was still chasing the seemingly endless power, as if a voice kept saying it in his ear.

Stronger, stronger, stronger! But the rest of the story came to an abrupt end, and the thorn had pierced him for ten years, and he decided to find it and pull it out!

He threw away all the cuts, including power and money that he didn't care about, and then traveled the world, looking for places of interest and classics about hell, but unfortunately there was no such thing as hell in this world, and the word hell never appeared in this world.

Nan Jianhua, who had been looking for a year, returned to the forest where he came to this world in despair, which had been developed by most of the people of this world. The originally endless forests and green hills have shrunk a lot, turning into a small forest, and in the depths of the small forest.

There was a pit the size of a bucket, the pit was overgrown with weeds, and the sword light in Nan Jianhua's hand flashed, and the weeds disappeared along with the grass roots, leaving only the same deep pit as when he left.

Sure enough, there are still no clues here, it's just a pit, Nan Jianhua, who was thinking so, turned his head and walked away, since he couldn't find the thorn, there was no way, he could only endure it, he couldn't chop his hand,

However, at the moment of turning around, there was a pain that instantly spread throughout the body, which originated from his second brother, which was called life is worse than death Nan Jianhua thinks that his usual life style is very cautious, except that he was tempted by a girl who looks like a country and a city, referred to as a girl with long legs, a thin waist and a big breasted body.

He disciplined his second brother very strictly, really not except for that time, is it because the essence * is too full and causes labor pains?

No matter what it is, he is already in pain at the moment, and his eyes are already in pain, and it can be called a tenacious will in the face of this pain, like a cute girl who encounters a hooligan, and she is pushed down without resistance.

From the outside, Nan Jianhua, who looked like a shrimp with white eyes, foaming at the mouth, and curled up on the ground like a shrimp, was already in chaos in his mind at this time, he had completely lost consciousness, and countless fragments of memories collapsed, reorganized, collapsed, reorganized in his mind.

Until a voice rang in his ears." Do you remember anything?"

This voice sounded in his mind repeatedly, obviously suffering such a terrifying pain, and listening to this grandson who chirped crookedly like Tang Seng kept repeating a word, Nan Jianhua thought of death at this moment

But his aching hands were too shaky to wipe his neck

Then all the voices suddenly stopped, and after only a second of pause, a voice exploded like thunder, "Have you forgotten that your name is Nanmei Jianhua, have you forgotten your sister!"

"Sister" Nan Jianhua was shocked by this sound, and the pain in her whole body disappeared, but there were huge waves in her mind, and the memories of constant reorganization, collapse, reorganization, and collapse were cleverly combined together, and then, there was an extra piece, it was a 10-year-old girl with short blue hair, glasses, and a smile like a flower.

And what is extremely incommensurate with it is that the beautiful short sleeves are tucked up to the shoulders, and in his hand he struggles to hold a black and blue hammer that looks very heavy, but has a beautiful pattern. In front of her was a burned, reddish iron sword, and large drops of sweat left on the little girl's face, but it couldn't hide the smiling face she looked at.

"I forgot that I have a sister" eleven years of happiness turned into great pain, and in the face of this pain, the pain just now was like a joke. He never understood why he was so hungry for power.

Because he forgot, forgot the reason, and blindly gained strength in this strange world, filling the hunger and thirst of his soul.

But it is destined to be dissatisfied, because the reason why he craves strength is to protect his sister, if he doesn't even have a sister, what is the use of this power.

This pain was too heavy, and what he didn't notice was that his body at the moment had become very light, very light, as if it was about to fly.

He was stunned when he realized something was wrong and opened his tear-filled eyes. He found that he had really flew, and on the ground, his own body, which had been curled up on the ground, actually stood up slowly, and looked at him in silence. It was exactly the same appearance as himself. This is obviously your own body. but it was occupied by another person.

Because Nan Jianhua, no, he who recalls all his memories at this time should be called Nanmei Jianhua, because Nanmei Jianhua clearly saw that the body that was the same as him had a pair of blood-red eyes!

It was calm, like an abyss, but it was violent, like a sea pregnant with a terrifying torrent, looking at Nanmei Jianhua suspended in the air with hatred, and even looking directly at an unknown corner in the depths of this clear blue sky through Nanmei Jianhua, and Nanmei Jianhua in the air at this time was like a human soul.

Slowly but surely drifting towards the sky, higher and higher, higher and higher, until the depths of the sky, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

A blinding light shone on him from above, drawing him in until he was enveloped in a shining white light.

Then, he opened his eyes.