No one wants to die.

At least Cheng Guang didn't want to die.

He wants to live, and with the identity of a traverser, he will give this inappropriate world a little shock.

However, the current situation is almost a mortal situation.

The Lantern Division is an iron-faced, selfless, and bloody organization, so you can imagine what kind of person Cheng Zhihai, the director of the Lantern Division, is.

In the case of discovering that he is a stand-in, it is absolutely impossible to let him go.

At the worst, he was imprisoned and tortured, and at worst, he was slapped to death on the spot.

"Okay, don't think about it so much, I'll have someone add food to you these days, just tell me if you want to eat."

In the quiet courtyard, the slightly chilly cold wind rose again, rolling up a few leaves that fell from the sycamores in the courtyard.

A light rain began to fall in the sky.

Qingluan got up, patted his body, and prepared to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, Cheng Guang grabbed Qingluan suddenly.

"What do you do?"

Qingluan turned her head, and as soon as she turned around, a handsome face quickly approached, and at the same time pressed a hand on the back of her head.

The next moment, it was as if his lips had been bitten, and there was pain.

"Ahh Qingluan let out a frightened sound, and a slap was slapped, hitting Cheng Guang's chest.

Cheng Guang was knocked out with a palm, his body took a few steps backwards, and he sat on the ground with his butt.

"Are you crazy!? Are you looking for death?! Qingluan covered her red lips, her eyes were like ice, and she looked at Cheng Guang coldly.

Cheng Guang spit out a mouthful of blood, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and sneered, "Yes, I'm looking for death, you might as well kill me directly." ”

He was angry now.

Qingluan hid from him and gave him a glimmer of hope, saying that Shizi would come back soon, but as a result, he was on the verge of death for so long, and suddenly told him that you are destined to die, it is nothing more than early or later.

No matter how good his acting skills are, even if he stabs himself, injures his body, and creates the same injury as the son of the world, he successfully conceals Cheng Zhihai.

How good could he be?

Either continue to be a stand-in, or lose its use value and be beheaded by the prince.

Maybe Qingluan himself was forced to do so, all of this was the decision of the noble prince.

But even then, she is an accomplice.

Qingluan took a deep breath, stared at Cheng Guang coldly for a while, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and wiped his slightly red and swollen lips a few times.

"What kind of superiority do you have when you do this?"

"Instead of thinking so much, it's better to enjoy more while you can still hide the meeting."

Qingluan didn't make another move on Cheng Guang in the end, Cheng Guang is a stand-in, but his identity on the surface at this time is still the son of the world, he can die, but he can't die in her hands.

Qingluan's chest rose and fell, and after finishing speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, before leaving, his steps paused slightly, and he turned his back to Cheng Guangdao:

"Today's thing, there is no next time!"

"And you must not take the initiative to tell others that you are a stand-in! Otherwise, your fate will be worse than being discovered by the head of the family! ”

After speaking, Qingluan left in a slight panic, and when he walked to a position that Cheng Guang couldn't see, he touched his lips that were a little red and swollen, and stomped his feet angrily.

Qingluan has never even touched a man's hand, but today it is considered to be a meat open, and he was kissed directly.

It's just that the way this pro is not very friendly.

"Forget it, he won't live long anyway......" Qingluan comforted himself.

She is also very sympathetic to Cheng Guang, but she can't help it.

The decisions of the upper echelons are not something she can interfere with.

Although she is a maid of the prince and looks quite noble, she is actually essentially the same as Cheng Guang's identity, both of them are slaves.

It's just a slightly more advanced slave.

The fate of the lower class people cannot be controlled by themselves, and the words of the noble people determine the life and death of the lower classes, which is normal in this world.

So it was difficult for Qingluan to understand why Cheng Guang was so angry.

Shouldn't he accept it calmly?

Qingluan couldn't understand Cheng Guang anymore, and felt that Cheng Guang had changed since that day, as if he had lost his memory.

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Qingluan left.

After a long while, Cheng Guang touched his chest and sat up with grinning teeth.

Sit by the lake.

The icy rain began to lap on his body sporadically, but Cheng Guang didn't feel much chill.

His current situation made him even more chilled.

I was not beaten, I was not scolded, but I was respected everywhere.

Although this situation is good, his life is like being treated as an object, being wantonly played with by the powerful man of the world.

As for dignity?

Sorry, the groom doesn't deserve dignity.

It was precisely because of this that he was extremely angry.

"Live! I want to live! ”

Cheng Guang picked up the stone and slowly pinched it, "Although I am still a fake son, no one has exposed me, I am still a son!" ”

"Even Qingluan wouldn't dare to kill me!"

Cheng Guang just kissed Qingluan, it was not that he was reckless and lost his mind, he had his own purpose.

First, he wanted to take revenge on Qingluan for hiding from himself, making him like a clown, who was already in a mortal situation, and made him jump in fear for so long.

The second is to verify his conjecture and see if Qingluan will kill him in anger.

From the second point of view, his identity as the son of the world is still somewhat useful.

As a stand-in, there are many dangers, he will die if he is found out by insiders, and he will die if he is assassinated when he goes out, if he is just a groom, in this case, he has no way at all.

However, he is a traverser, he has hanging.

Even if this hanging is a bit retarded, that's still hanging!

Cheng Guang took a deep breath, threw the pebble in his hand into the lake, clutched his chest, and limped to the room.

In the room.

Cheng Guang sat on the bed on his knees and said loudly.

"System, claim the reward!"

When the words fell, the system seemed to be stuck in the shell, and it took a while to react, and the cold voice sounded in Cheng Guang's mind.

[The bloodline of the ancient Great Xia royal family is being issued. 】

Soon, Cheng Guang's body temperature instantly increased, reaching forty or fifty degrees in an instant, his face was red, and white smoke was steaming out of his skin.

The bones all over his body, as well as the warmth of his qi and blood, were like casting his fascia, flesh and bones into a melting pot.

A mysterious, vast and ethereal force began to emerge out of thin air from his body, slowly merging into his body under the effect of the body furnace.

Pain!

Indescribable pain!

Cheng Guang's five fingers clasped his thighs tightly, and under the intense pain, he could only rely on his will to prevent himself from screaming.

His bones, flesh, and meridians were as if they had been crushed and then forged again.

The next second after reforging, it was crushed again.

And so on and so forth, again and again!

Cheng Guang's will was in this repeated pain and pain, repeatedly awakened, and fainted repeatedly.

I don't know how long time has passed.

The intense pain all over his body came to an abrupt end.

Cheng Guang seemed to have turned into a bloody man at this time.

In the rolled eyes, there was an unexpected trace of dignity.

Cheng Guang breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that he had completed the reward collection.

The royal bloodline is the most noble bloodline in heaven and earth.

As long as you have royal blood, no matter which dynasty you go to, you will be regarded as a master, and even if you don't cultivate, your status is still noble.

Such a high status is all because of blood.

Only the royal bloodline can cultivate the spiritual path, and they are naturally superior.

Cheng Guang didn't know what the difference between the ancient Great Xia royal bloodline he had received and the Great Zhou royal bloodline.

I don't know what level the bloodline concentration of the system reward is.

But he knew that he could cultivate the spiritual path.

Not to mention anything else, the qualifications for cultivating the Spirit Dao are definitely much better than cultivating the Martial Dao yourself!

Spiritual Dao cultivation does not depend on age, it completely depends on the concentration of blood, and the cultivation speed is extremely fast.

The Great Zhou Emperor was able to ascend to the realm of heaven and man at the age of less than fifty, an achievement that countless martial artists could not have imagined.

As for martial arts cultivation, it is necessary to polish your muscles and bones since childhood, taste countless hardships, and also need countless resources to reach the peak of martial arts.

Compared with the two, it is clear who is superior and who is inferior.

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