As soon as the lights came on, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. There is a faint fragrance of nephrite under his nose, but his brain is confused, and he subconsciously opens his eyes, and what he sees is not a familiar scene, but an unfamiliar furnishing.

He wanted to get up, but he let out a little moan because of the pain, "Young, young master, are you awake?" A slightly alarmed voice came to his ears, the man lying on the bed was covered with bandages on his chest, and a bowl of medicine was placed next to the bed.

"Young Master?" the man shook his head, refreshing himself, but his eyes were full of confusion, what is this name? Why am I here?

When he closed his eyes, he saw countless fragments of memory flickering in front of him, and the man couldn't think quietly, so he could only lie on the bed helplessly, thinking a lot in his heart, "Am I not in the ancient tomb? Where is this? Could it be that I hit a ghost?"

"Did Shao Tian really wake up?" A short time later, a woman's voice came, with a hint of anxiety and joy.

"Shaotian, hmph, it looks like I'm really a ghost, and I still know my name, but if you want to take my life from Long Shaotian, just rely on you ghosts?"

What caught her eye was a middle-aged woman, with just an ordinary jade hairpin on her supple bun, but with a turquoise Luo skirt, she looked noble and elegant, and the concern in her beautiful eyes was undisguised.

"Shaotian, are you okay? The doctor said that as long as you can wake up, your father was too ruthless. But, but don't blame your father, all, it's all your young and frivolous, hey, don't mention it, how do you feel now?" the middle-aged woman was incoherent while tearing.

But the care in his eyes is real, Long Shaotian is confused at this time, when will even ghosts be Oscar winners?

At this moment, countless fragments of memories poured into his mind, Long Shaotian suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain, and immediately roared, and the middle-aged woman panicked when she saw this scene, "Ruohan, go and see a doctor." ”

"No, I'd better go, you stay here and take good care of the young master. With that, the woman walked out quickly.

And Long Shaotian fell into a coma again, and this night may be the most bizarre night for Long Shaotian. These familiar and unfamiliar memory fragments in the brain are completely fused with the original memories of oneself.

A burst of light appeared in his eyes, Long Shaotian subconsciously opened his eyes, and looked around again, it was still the room from last night's memory, "No, won't it?" At this moment when the memory was completely fused, Long Shaotian knew that this was not a ghost, but, but a damn crossing?

And when you travel to this other world in the middle of nowhere, the name is exactly the same?

Long Shaotian now knew that the place where he was now was called the Dongsheng Dynasty, which was just a corner of the whole world. The whole world is divided into eighteen dynasties in Kyushu, and one dynasty is only the tip of the iceberg.

And the place where Long Shaotian is located is the Long family of Qingyang City of the Dongsheng Dynasty, that is to say, he is no longer a stranger of the Huaxia Special Forces, but a child of a family, according to the memory of last night's fusion, he is not a simple child of the family, not to mention the world, but he is also a household name.

can be described as a master of eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and he is definitely a model among the gentlemen. But the only difference is that the Long family is not a large family, and Qingyang City is just a border town of the Dongsheng Dynasty.

Long Shaotian smiled bitterly, you said that you are the son of a large family, that's fine. You are actually the third young master of a declining family, you don't work hard to change yourself, what a fool.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and began to silently feel his body. There is a subtle flow of true qi in the body, but it is so weak that it is imperceptible, although Long Shaotian in Huaxia is an alien, but he has also searched for famous teachers to learn the method of true qi cultivation, but it is not much lethal, it is more than enough to strengthen the body.

He opened his eyes and exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, "It's okay, the ability seems to have crossed with the traversal, but this ability is too weak, right?"

In Huaxia, Long Shaotian is known as the god of fire, and it is not for nothing that he gets the title of ancient Zhurong. Not only Huaxia, but even the strangers of other countries knew that his name was terrifying.

And now, the familiar and powerful ability has been weakened by at least a factor of ten. "Five, four, three, two, one. Silently counting down, when the count reached one, Long Shaotian opened his eyes, and the look of confusion was gone, replaced by a clear one, not only that, but there was also a malicious smile on his face.

"Long Shaotian, Long Shaotian, should be my reward for occupying your body, and I will take your title to control this rotten world. ”

Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps outside, Long Shaotian hurriedly lay down, and the person who came was the beautiful woman from last night, Lin Huanran now knows that she is the mother of her body: Ye Qianmeng.

Long Shaotian was an orphan in Huaxia, and he was secretly cultivated by Huaxia when he did nothing, and then comprehended the ability to enter the special army. It can be said that the country is the mother, the people are the father, and the real family affection is completely blank.

It turned out that last night was not the acting skills of the Oscar winner, but a mother's real concern for her own son, for some reason, Long Shaotian, who has always been as strong as a stone, actually had the urge to cry at this moment.

"Damn, it's affected by his memory, Lao Tzu is a fire god and evil boy, how can he cry in front of a woman? Even if she is my mother. Long Shaotian roared angrily in his heart and raised his head proudly, but two lines of tears crossed his face.

Ye Qianmeng looked at Long Shaotian tenderly, while letting him rest well, while helping his father explain, Long Shaotian didn't want to continue to cry and be embarrassed, so he could only nod his head, it seemed that he found that today's Long Shaotian was more sensible than before, Ye Qianmeng was also very happy, she hoped that this time Long Shaotian was woken up.

After admonishing two words, he was afraid of delaying Long Shaotian's rest, so he left.

Relieved, Long Shaotian saw a shadow cowering and didn't dare to approach, and sighed, "Ruohan, you go down first, I will naturally call you when I need you." ”

"Yes, yes, young master. After saying that, Ruohan left.

Looking at her graceful back, her beautiful face flashed in her mind, Long Shaotian was speechless, this girl was at most seventeen or eighteen years old, she was indeed slim, no wonder the previous Long Shaotian would have lust for her, but the color was colorless, but she was killed by her father Long Feiyun in anger, if it weren't for the Huaxia Long Shaotian's traverser, I'm afraid the current Long family would have held a funeral.