Wu Jiang woke up, opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings, where is this? Am I not at school when I go? Where is this, a small forest and a small stream. Wu Jiang thought, I was stabbed, and if I don't die, I should be in the hospital! Wu Jiang wanted to stand up, but then he was stunned, is this me? The delicate and yellowish little hands, the short and thin calves, and the messy shawl hair.

Wu Jiang was shocked, "I'll go, I'm not a character explosion, I've crossed over!" Wu Jiang thought for a while, he used to read travel novels often, the protagonist is either the king of the world or a group of wives and concubines, with a golden finger, open a hanging or something, the spirit of the king and the overlord explodes into the world and surrenders. Thinking of this, Wu Jiang hurriedly checked his whole body, and there was nothing on his body except for the coarse cloth clothes that barely covered his whole body and the small iron plate around his neck, and his body looked like he was five or six years old. Wu Jiang was depressed, "I'll go, it's not fair!" Wu Jiang said in his heart. At this time, Wu Jiang found that his stomach was croaking.

Wu Jiang said, "I haven't eaten for a few days since I went to you, and not only am I hungry, but I am dizzy! This is a precursor to a drop in blood sugar levels, and I am going to be hungry and dizzy! God, you ******, others are either relatives of the emperor or a family with a lot of money, and they bring a golden finger or something." No matter how bad it is, it is the young master of a small family, or there is a master who is so strong that it is rare in the world to be the master, and I will starve to death if I ****** cross! (Author: Your maid is not fair, the original owner of this body wants to take advantage of you if she is not starving to death.) Just when Wu Jiang was about to faint, he seemed to see someone coming

When Wu Jiang woke up again, a quaint room appeared in front of him, a small room with a table, four stools, and a bed, and the bed was covered with a bed of linen, and he was lying on the bed, and there was a coarse clay bowl on the table.

Wu Jiang was about to sit up, when the door opened and a woman walked in. Wu Jiang looked at this woman, with flowing hair, curved willow eyebrows, and a small mouth under her small and straight nose, she was seventeen or eighteen years old. Dressed in a sky blue classical power suit, he looks heroic. The woman walked to the side of the bed and saw that Wu Jiang had woken up, so she shouted out the door: "Senior brother, tell my father, that child is awake." ”

Then he walked over and asked, "What's your name, little guy, and what about the adults in your family?" Wu Jiang didn't dare to say what his name was, thinking to himself, what if there was something like an ID card in this place, and this beauty was treated as a little spy, so he said that he didn't have a name, and he didn't know where his family was?

At this time, two people walked into the room, an old man with white hair, a fairy bones but a sickly face, followed by a young man in his twenties, with a neat face and hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a bookish life. The old man spoke: "Now in this world, the Demon Sect is rampant, and many families are broken, and it seems that you are an orphan. No wonder they all fainted with hunger! I think my Huashan faction used to be called the six major sects with Shaolin, Wudang, Kongtong, Emei, and Kunlun, although it later declined, but it is also a first-class sect in the rivers and lakes, and the Wuyue Sword Sect has always been headed by my Huashan, but unfortunately an internal disaster, even the leader of the Wuyue Alliance was taken away by the Songshan faction to me, alas, "The old man fell into thought.

The young man and the girl stood still with sad expressions on their faces. Wu Jiang thought to himself: "I'll go, Wuyue Sword Sect, Huashan, civil strife, Xiaoao Jianghu, I'll go, read Jin Lao's novels and know that that young man is Yue Buqun, the most competent and tragic leader." That girl is the tragic Huashan heroine Ning Zhongze, then this old man should be Ning Qingyuan, the head of Huashan. ”

After a long time, the old man came back to his senses, walked to the side of the bed, pointed to Wu Jiang's neck and said, "I was checking your body because I saw a **** on that iron plate, and you will be surnamed Jiang in the future!" "Are you willing to worship me as a teacher and join my Huashan faction." ”

In fact, Ning Qingyuan has asked many times, Wu Jiang is only a five or six-year-old child now. He really had no choice, so Wu Jiang quickly nodded and called him master. Ning Qingyuan's sickly face leaked a little flush and said, "Okay, you are from Huashan, we met you on the way back from Songshan, so you can call Jiang Bugui!" Since then, Wujiang has been called Jiang Bu Return.