Another world, a world dominated by an ancient cultivation system.

At dusk, when Shang Shulang woke up from his coma, he found himself lying on a grassy field, weak and unable to get up.

Fooled, I was deceived and crossed, I died in the original world!

You wait, when I return as the first god of the universe, I will tear you apart!

Look down, oh my God! Where am I wearing? Oh no, it's kind of disgusting to say that......

How did I become like this? What about my body? How did I become a short and stout guy? Did I have a teenager? Did I have a meter five?

Not to mention that people are rich and handsome, at least my height and appearance are ordinary, how did I become a short, poor and ugly?

"I want to go back!" he shouted, but he knew that he couldn't go back, sad, regretting that he shouldn't have listened to the earnest teachings of the teachers, who had already warned me not to engage in feudal superstition, but I was still gullible!

It seems that my mental condition is okay, but the malaise, boredom and decadence of the original world seem to be gone, and the various human emotions and emotions that are becoming scarce have returned, and the change towards the walking dead has stopped.

He felt alive and alive again. The most important thing is to have a strong desire to survive, which is a strong will to overcome difficulties and get up and struggle.

He burst into tears and laughed, thanking God! Thanks to the ceremony! Thank you to the bald brother!

Shang Shulang's mood turned so quickly that he almost kicked off a cloud of smoke. If you let the bald brother know, it is estimated that he will not be able to find the expression he should have, whether to laugh or be angry, this has become a big problem.

Suddenly, Shang Shulang felt dizzy in his head, and then the pain was intense, as unbearable as a pinprick ......

Ahh It took him a long time before he gradually recovered, and a memory appeared in his mind.

...... Manor, a large number of warriors and warlocks with bronze masks, go on a killing spree...... There were corpses and blood everywhere...... Father...... A mysterious message came out..... Door.... Secret Spell ...... Imperial Capital, East Lake, 19 ..... Token...... , the words of the father eagerly..... Don't forget...... Come on....... Don't take revenge if you don't get into the silver......

Uncle Bu fled on his back...... Uncle can't do it, young master...... Alchemy, my uncle didn't practice, his mental power is insufficient, he must enhance his thoughts... Force...... Come on...... Abandoned City..... Cheng Trul ......

After reading the memory, Shang Shulang's brain almost exploded, after all, he was still a teenager and his brain capacity was limited. Cheap Daddy spoke half a sentence, what alchemy passed on to Uncle Bu's brain seemed to be refining "toys", what paper puppets, puppets, puppets, magic puppets, what celestial trace liquid formulas, rune array sequences, spiritual power standards...... It seems to be a very strange side door.

Shang Shulang finally knew that the original name of his body was Qiao Shan, the son of a large family, who came to the ruined city in order to escape the pursuit after the destruction of the door.

Now, under the pseudonym Trull, an ordinary member of the outcasts in the abandoned city, he was taken in by the stronghold and survived.

In his mind, the mysterious secret spell, the memory of the gate was extremely clear, Shang Shulang recited it several times, and found that it was useless.

What kind of deceptive secret spell passed on by the cheap daddy, I have recited and recited it countless times in my heart, and even I have memorized it backwards, but it has no effect.

There is also the East Lake Nineteen, the silver level, etc., what they are, I don't know anything.

In his mind, Trull's residual reluctance and resentment are very strong.

Shang Shulang is very helpless, it seems that he can't have other people's bodies with peace of mind if he doesn't take on the task of revenge. Don't worry, brother, I am the protagonist, with unlimited potential, strong knowledge reserves, luck, invincible, your hatred and I will do it for you, rest assured, go to reunite with your relatives!

Sure enough, I stopped a lot, my mood was comfortable, and my sanity was restored.

He suddenly remembered, no, I am facing the urgent situation of being hunted down.

The day before yesterday, Trull went to Black Pine Town to sell leather goods, and offended the local demon exterminators, who charged him with demonic lust and forcibly robbed the goods. He ran all the way, and finally ran to the vicinity of the ruined city, but the enemy was about to chase after him.

Fleeing for their lives is a top priority, but fortunately, the gang does not know that they are from the outcast's stronghold, otherwise, if they find the door, they will be displaced and embark on the journey of escape again, which will be miserable.

The pursuers are approaching, and their lives are in danger! They must find a way to save themselves! He anxiously waited for his strength to recover, for fear that the pursuers would appear immediately.

He had seen the ruined city in the distance, and although its walls were in ruins, few houses remained. But its underground but intricate underground waterways are enough to hide themselves.

After a long time, he gradually recovered, slowly got up, and staggered away with great difficulty towards the ruined city. You have to get there as soon as possible, but you can't go home, you need to find a hiding place first, otherwise it may be dangerous outside after dark.

At the same time, a dozen miles away, a group of eight pursuers was following his tracks. They all wore skull masks, armor, bows and arrows, and scimitars, and were murderous. At the forefront, a masked man led three hounds, whose noses sniffed the ground from time to time and barked in the direction of the ruined city.

Although the head of the man resembles a scholar, he wears a special mask, such as an eagle face made of bronze, a hooked nose and beak, triangular eyes, and arms that are longer than ordinary people.

He said coldly: "The little guy is very cunning, he runs very fast, and he knows how to lie to us in a suspicious formation!"

"My lord, no matter how cunning you are, you can't get rid of the tracking dog, so you're about to catch up!" said a tall samurai beside him.

"Quick, in the direction of the ruined city!" everyone patted their horses and left.

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Entering the ruined city, Shang Shulang immediately burrowed into the sewers. Sewers are filthy, smelly and difficult to track down animals with a keen sense of smell. Moreover, the underground waterways are crisscrossed like a labyrinth, and it is almost impossible to find a person.

Shang Shulang found that his eyes could roughly see the road clearly, and the eyes of this body were much stronger than mine.

He walked briskly in the direction of the current, and from time to time he changed paths and continued his journey, until he did not know where he had gotten deep. The surroundings are getting darker and darker, indicating that they have entered the depths. It's almost like that, you need to find a place to hide.

He quickly found a crack where a man of his size needed to shrink his bones and suck his stomach to barely get in, and an adult strong man couldn't get in at all. Moreover, this crack extends downward, and the deeper it goes, the wider the space becomes.

I don't know how long it took to walk...... A gust of wind blew from the depths, sending chills all over his body. Won't it go straight to the underworld, just pick a crack and go straight to the ominous place?

I can't go down, it's getting colder and colder, and my body can't stand it. Like a blind man, he began to feel the darkness and familiarize himself with his surroundings, with stone walls on both sides, and only two or three square meters around, enough for him to sit.

As soon as he sat down, he found that the ground was full of rocks, and he was so hurt that he touched it with his hand, but he touched something bad!

I'm baking!something, it's sticky...... He was nauseous, and he tried his best to shake his hands but couldn't shake them off.

What was terrifying was that the mucus actually wrapped around the palm of his hand, went up his arm, and covered his whole body in the blink of an eye!

Unable to breathe, he was helpless for a while, and he was about to suffocate to death!

He desperately tore a layer of gelatinous "coat" formed by mucus, he couldn't pull it, he couldn't pinch it, his teeth bit his hands, and it was useless to pass through the film!

His mind was in a mess, and he tossed and turned, getting more and more dizzy...... A strong resentment rushed, and the crossing was so poignantly suffocated?

He rushed to the doctor, with a dizzying and strange incantation in his mouth...... In fact, he memorized all the mantras of alchemy, and pointed his finger at himself, because the slime was on him......

At the same time, Shang Shulang used the only strength he had left, grabbed a sharp stone with his other hand, and stabbed him in the nose!

The toughness of the film is amazing, and it is concave inward under a sharp stone, but it does not break immediately.

He didn't care about life or death, he blew suddenly, the film bulged, the stone stabbed down fiercely, and finally cracked with a "bang".

Breathing frantically, his hands were torn, and the membrane finally stopped blocking his mouth and nose. The mantra sounded and the mantra was passed out......

As he tore through the film, it instantly softened into liquid, most of which seeped directly into his skin, making him feel cold.

I've been invaded by something unknown? Isn't it going to be another round of pain?

As soon as the thought came to him, he shivered coldly, trembled and fell to the ground, curled up into dried shrimp. After a while, a layer of frost formed all over his body, and the cold gradually penetrated from the outside in.

Shang Shulang felt as if the cold had entered the depths of his blood and organs, and he seemed to be about to turn into an ice sculpture and turn into eternity.

Finally, he couldn't hold on anymore and fainted!