"My name is Li Qiuyun, and this is the thirty-third day I have been in this world."

"I don't know why, it seems that something strange has happened to me, maybe... Doom? ”

"On the first day I came into this world, my father broke his body, and a few days later, he died."

"My mother also died in childbirth the day before yesterday."

"Even the people I come into contact with are either injured or disabled."

"I don't understand, why is that..."

"As a result of these factors, I... I don't have any friends anymore. ”

"I don't dare make friends, so be it, I'm going to end my life tonight."

In the dilapidated hut, the flickering candle flame reflected an emaciated figure.

He finished writing his last diary, which can be regarded as leaving some proof of existence.

As the last word fell, like a deflated ball, he lay limply on the table.

He took the poison and waited quietly for his death.

In a moment, a painful sensation hit his body, and he curled up, clenching his fists, and the palms were oozing blood.

"Finally, it's over—" he let out a final murmur.

The next day, early in the morning.

"Oh-oh-" The old hen in the yard was crowing to welcome the arrival of a new day.

A round of red sun also rises from the east, dyeing thousands of pieces of morning glow.

Li Qiuyun, who was supposed to die, slowly opened his eyes:

"Is this hell, and why is there a whooping sound?"

Looking around, it was still the familiar table, the bed, the little broken house.

"What's going on? I'm not dead? ”

When he was stunned, a man's voice came to his ears.

"Yun'er, get up and drink morning porridge."

What's going on? This is obviously the voice of his dead father, Li Tai.

If you don't hear it with your own ears, it's unbelievable!

A bowl of porridge and an egg are exactly the same as the first day they just crossed over!

He vaguely remembered that on the first day, his father also called him to drink porridge!

That is, today, my father broke his body!

His mind was already in chaos, and he drank porridge blankly.

In a moment, Li Tai went out.

Li Qiuyun was trying to recall the events of the first day.

In the morning, his father called him to drink morning porridge, and then hurried out...

Subsequently, Wang Lei in the neighbor's house, his playmate from childhood to adulthood, asked him to go to the town to drink flower wine.

At noon, I heard the news that my father was seriously injured in a fall...

How come, exactly the same?

What happened next was as he expected.

His good friend Wang Lei asked him to drink flower wine, and his father fell and was seriously injured, and died a few days later...

His friends, and all the people he came into contact with, were all wounded, disabled, disabled.

He wanted to change all that, but he couldn't stop it.

His mother, who died in childbirth...

All this curse-like facts made the pain in Li Qiuyun's heart deeper and deeper, and even later, there was a trace of numbness.

His eyes were blank, and he lay flat and accepted the punishment of fate.

On the thirty-third day, he chose to jump into the river.

But when I woke up the next day, it was the familiar sound of chirping...

A man's voice came to his ears.

"Yun'er, get up and drink morning porridge."

He broke down and began to pull his clothes hard, tormenting himself in a frenzy, and slamming himself headlong into the wall.

Wake up, and it's the familiar chirp again...

A man's voice came to his ears.

"Yun'er, get up and drink morning porridge."

It was as if he had fallen into an infinite loop of thirty-three days, and no matter how he died, he would wake up in this room.

I don't know how many thirty-three days it is, and he has tried countless ways to die.

But they all wake up the next morning with a chirping sound.

His pain had faded, and he was left with only a bit of numbness.

Since I won't be allowed to die, then I will live well in the thirty-three days of this cycle.

In the days that followed, he fell in love with every woman in the town.

Because of the infinite loop, he has a lot of time to understand the woman he wants to pursue.

Then on the day of the cycle, I hit it off with the girl at first sight, and I hated to see each other late...

It's just that every time I wake up, the woman next to me disappears. With that rooster crowing, everything starts again.

And during this period, the vitality in his body became more and more surging.

Ten thousand people were beheaded, so that there was a huge amount of Yuan Yin Qi in his body...

He hadn't cultivated yet, but he didn't find out.

He only knew that what was originally very heavy, he seemed to be able to pick it up with a slight movement.

It was a long journey, but he didn't feel tired at all.

When all the women in the town were soaked by him, his motivation to live disappeared again.

"Is it really impossible to break free from this strange world?" On the bed, he muttered to himself.

Coming out of his pain, he began to comb through all the information that might help him.

This is a world where you can practice, but it is also a world of infinite cycles.

So, can I break free from this cage through my practice?

Today is the thirty-second day of this cycle.

On the last day, he came to the sect on the mountain with great expectations, the Flowing Moon Cave.

But the Elder's words dashed his only hope:

"Your bones are not good, you are not suitable for cultivation, go back!"

He looked at the cave in front of him in a daze, and was reluctant to leave for a long time.

Was... Is that so?

Walking lonely on the way home, there was an inexplicable gust of wind on the path, mixed with sycamore leaves, slowly flying in the air, and falling.

It was a bleak autumn for him.

When he returned home, he lay in bed, unable to let go for a long time, thinking about all the things that had happened since the crossing, and a sense of powerlessness filled his heart.

At night, the moon is in the sky. The white moonlight shrouded everything, and everything seemed so peaceful.

Above the clouds, two sounds broke the silence of the night.

A woman in white flew in the sky, her clothes soaked with blood, and several piercing sword wounds on her back, revealing her fair skin, obviously experiencing a fierce battle.

Her body is extremely unstable, and she may fall at any time.

Behind her, there is a black shadow, chasing after her!

"Yuqing Goddess, hand over that thing and spare you from death!"

"Old horseman, it's up to you? Also worthy? The woman replied indifferently.

"The deity remembered that he had a friendship with your father for many years, so he didn't kill the killer, if you are so stubborn, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!" The old man in black gritted his teeth and said.

This woman was not his opponent, but the opponent's exercise speed was really powerful, so he chased it for a full nine hours! He even came to the westernmost wilderness of the continent.

Thinking of this, the greed for the treasure wiped out the last trace of his humanity, and he waved out with a palm:

"Now that it's come to this, don't blame the old man's men for being ruthless!"

A palm condensed, and it was actually glowing with purple light, and it quickly attacked the woman.

"You... He actually practiced the Heavenly Poison God Palm! ”

The woman's body shook, spit out a mouthful of blood, and a purple palm print appeared on her back!

The body's mystical power was eroded by the poisonous force in an instant, and the breath was disordered, and then it fell down weakly.

The old man reached out of his divine sense and just wanted to pursue it, but found that he could no longer lock on the traces of the woman.

"Huh? Saved by a superior person? It's a failure, it's a failure! ”

He stomped his feet, cursed, and turned away.

And Li Qiuyun, who was in a daze, was awakened by a sudden loud noise in the yard!