Han Mutian, who returned home, was extremely depressed, but he did not get angry with anyone because of this, and personally sent his son to the room to lie down, and stayed by his side until after dark before leaving.

As soon as Han Mutian left the room, the young man lying on the bed opened his eyes, and tears couldn't stop flowing from the corners of his eyes.

In fact, he woke up from his coma very early, but he didn't have the face to face his father so he continued to pretend to be unconscious.

The boy got up and sat on the edge of the bed, smashed his head with his fists with both hands, and cried as he smashed: "It's useless, you're so useless..."

After being exhausted, he pulled out a necklace from the placket of his chest, put the pendant in his palm, and looked at it with tears in his eyes.

The cold moonlight shone into the room through the window, and also shone on this densely patterned, strangely shaped silver necklace, the necklace suddenly exuded a faint luster, which looked quite mysterious.

"Mother, you must be disappointed in me, haven't you? I have failed to live up to your expectations..."

He pressed his palms together, and the four rings of the chain pendant suddenly pierced into his palms, and drops of blood flowed out between his fingers, dripping on the floor with a "answer" sound.

But the young man was unaware, bowed his head and closed his eyes, and completely fell into the pain of indescribable self-blame.

He didn't notice that at this time, the pendant clenched in his right hand suddenly burst into light enough to illuminate the entire room.

The moment the bright light appeared, in the vast starry sky outside the house, a ball of meteor light that flew by seemed to be controlled by some force and changed direction, and flew straight towards the room where the young man was.

In an instant, this fist-sized white light pierced through the roof without any condensation and landed accurately on the young man's head!

"Hmph..." The boy who was hit by the light snorted and fell heavily from the edge of the bed to the ground, the blood-stained pendant out of his grasp, and at the same time lost the dazzling light just now.

The pain was so intense that he rolled around on the ground with his head in his hands, a "gurgling" sound in his throat, and his whole body convulsed and curled up.

After rolling back and forth on the ground for five or six minutes, the poor boy finally passed out again, as he wished.

When Han Mutian returned to the room with the food again, he was shocked by the scene in front of him, and hurriedly put down the plate in his hand and stepped forward to help his son who was lying on the ground.

"Fei'er, Fei'er, are you okay? Don't scare me!"

In Han Mutian's anxious call, the young man groaned and slowly opened his eyes, and his originally pale face gradually returned to blood, but looking at Han Mutian's eyes was very peculiar, as if he was looking at an irrelevant stranger.

Han Mutian, who was anxious, didn't notice this, and when he saw that his son woke up and there was no big problem, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly helped the young man to sit back on the bed.

Han Mutian sighed and comforted: "Son, you don't have to be discouraged, although you said that this time the pulse failed, but you are not the only way out as a warrior, there are still many other opportunities to get ahead! You have a good rest for a while, I will arrange everything." ”

"Hmm—" The boy replied vaguely with his head down.

Han Mutian didn't care either, and continued: "Okay, you go to bed early after dinner, I'll call someone to clean up the dinner plate tomorrow, don't think about today's things anymore." ”

Patting his son on the shoulder, Han Mutian got up and left the room, and when he walked to the door, he stopped and turned back and said: "By the way, the Holy Hall also gave you a mental mantra, which can repair your damaged meridians, and also said that it can rush the pulse on its own, if you must persevere, you can try again after the injury is healed, but don't force it." ”

He also knew that these words were just words of comfort, so when he saw the young man's lost soul and silent appearance, he couldn't help but sigh heavily in his heart.

For a while, Han Mutian seemed to be several years old, and he held back the sadness in his heart and quietly closed the door, not letting his son discover the sadness on his face.

As soon as the door closed, the young man Huo Ran raised his head, and there was a terrifying glint in his eyes!

If Han Mutian was still there, then he would definitely not believe that such a gaze would come from his son's eyes.

And in fact, now this young man is really not Han Mutian's son, of course, this ** body is, but the soul that occupies the body has been changed!

"God, are you playing with me?" Lin Dong looked up at the ceiling speechlessly, and muttered, "One more time?"

That's right! The soul that now occupies the young man's body is none other than Lin Dong, Lin Dong who reversed his true qi and died with the enemy in an escape.

Lin Dongzhen didn't know why the same thing happened to him again, he only vaguely remembered the moment when he blew himself up, his heart was unprecedentedly peaceful and tranquil, and his entire divine soul completely entered the realm of emptiness and clarity.

Then I felt my spirit fluttering high in the air with the wind, flying over the mountains and over the plains, and I don't know how long I flew on the boundless ocean.

Until he was about to lose his soul, a powerful force tore him out of the air, causing him to suddenly enter a sea of knowledge, and had a fierce conflict with another soul occupying it.

It was completely out of the instinct of survival, and in this life-and-death contest, he used his last strength to devour and fuse that soul, and then he woke up and found that he had become a different person!

This is the second rebirth, but the previous time he traveled through time, and this time it seems to have traveled through space, and it feels like he is still on the same planet, from that world to the current continent, and the information obtained by fusing souls also confirms this to some extent.

This is Xishui City, the border of the Minglan Kingdom of the Nine Heavens Continent, and the identity of this body is the thirteen-year-old eldest son of a small nobleman from a famous family, and his name is Han Fei!

"I'm really sorry!" Lin Dong said silently in his heart.

He didn't deliberately take everything from others, this body was different from the young beggar who was about to starve to death in the previous life, he had a complete soul of his own, and he also had many relatives.

It's just that it's too late to say anything now, Han Fei's true soul no longer exists, and there is no possibility of recovery at all.

After fusing the soul, Lin Dong somewhat understood the situation of the Nine Heavens Continent and this identity, and he also knew everything that happened today.

"Samurai, the continent of vindictiveness, interesting!"

As soon as the slight feeling of guilt passed, Lin Dong's eyes gradually brightened, and he said silently in his heart: "Please rest assured, I will definitely help you fulfill all your wishes, and honor your father on your behalf, which can be regarded as a little compensation for you." ”

This is his promise to the original Han Fei, from this moment on, he is no longer Lin Dong, but Han Fei!

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