Chapter 1 I have crossed(1/2)
"Traveling through time?"
“???”
Fang Zheng felt his head buzzing and a little pain in his head.
Looking at the ancient rooms around, it undoubtedly proved one thing.
That's...
The cliff here is not your own home.
After all, Fang Zheng still feels a little bit like his pig nest!
What?
It's dirty, messy, bad, and underestimate me too much!
Do you believe that smelly socks can be laid into the floor? The instant noodle buckets have become a thousand-layer cake. There is not even a cockroach on the ground, because others are unwilling to stay.
Look at how luxurious, beautiful and clean it is, so people can't help but want to destroy it hard.
Fang Zheng felt ashamed that he had such a hateful idea, which was really unforgivable.
Fang Zheng sat up, confused for a while, and began to recall the memories in his mind...
Half an hour later...
Fang Zheng has some understanding of his situation. The world he lives in is called Tianling World. The place he lives in is a city under the Longyuan Empire of Yaoling Continent - Hanshan City.
My father is the lord of this city, I am a true second-generation official, and the guy I possess is also called Fang Zheng.
Yes, it's not bad, it's really good.
Fang Zheng was very satisfied. His identity was good and suitable for him.
After living a life of silence, my great dream can finally be fulfilled.
It’s good to have a good father!
However, as he recalled, Fang Zheng suddenly opened his mouth wide and his eyes were glaring brightly.
"No...no, right? Is it so scary?" Fang Zheng murmured.
It was really something in his mind that made him a little unbelievable.
People in this world can actually fly and hide, move mountains and seas, break the sun and moon with one hand, hold stars, burn the sky and boil the sea, which is extremely magical.
People call this type of person a cultivator, they pursue the great way of heaven and have extraordinary power.
Moreover, my father is like this. No, it should be said that every city lord of the Longyuan Empire is a cultivator. In the Longyuan Empire, 70% of the people are cultivators. The only difference lies in the strength of their cultivation.
Fang Zheng, who was suddenly excited, showed a hint of depression again, and felt a little disappointed.
In fact, my original body is really a bit unscrupulous. With such good practice conditions, I don’t want to practice. I do nothing every day, and I am notorious.
More importantly, my father seemed to have given him a lot of cultivation resources, but unfortunately, he was deceived by his original friends, and the original body didn't care at all.
“Really…really…”
"Hold!"
Fang Zheng cursed inwardly, feeling speechless, and didn't know what to say.
How stupid is my original body? Isn’t this a typical case of helping people count money after being sold?
A trace of cold light appeared in Fang Zheng's eyes. He remembered the fox and puppies in his original body. He took my things and wanted you to spit it out even more.
Fang Zheng didn't feel embarrassed at all. Now he is Fang Zheng, so he has nothing to do with taking his own things back.
Well... there must be nothing wrong with it.
Mine is mine, Fang Zheng’s is mine now, everything is mine.
The cause of death of the original body is also very suspicious.
Although...there is a lot of energy...the original body is a little weak, according to the memory he saw, the original body is at least the third level of the Origin Realm. Can you drink to death?
Who believes it?
Whoever believes in it will be fool.
Someone must have taken the blame, but Fang Zheng is very grateful to the other party.
After all, Fang Zheng is not dead, where will he go? If he wears it on a beggar, it would be bad.
In return, Fang Zheng decided to...he wanted to die of tenderness...
What if that bastard doesn't think that Fang Zheng is dead and he will do something to himself again?
The best way is to kill him first, so that's it.
Founder is proud of his wit, and he is really a group of witty people.
"Fangzheng, you are so awesome!"
Fang Zheng silently gave himself a thumbs up.
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng's face suddenly changed, as if... his cultivation level is a bit weak???
Fang Zheng fell into deep self-doubt, and with his slack cultivation, he seemed to be bullying ordinary people?
"Grandpa?"
"Grandpa?"
Fang Zheng tried to shout a few words.
quiet!
The air suddenly became quiet.
Fang Zheng was sadly aware that he didn't seem to have an old man.
This is a bit difficult!
Fang Zheng, who was unwilling to give up, continued to shout: "Golden Finger!"
"system!"
"Big Boss!"
"Sesame opens the door!"
"Oh, I just took it to death!"
Fang Zheng paused in front of the air and shouted a few times, and then she was useless.
Fang Zheng suddenly wanted to cry!
Oh my God, I don’t bring this kind of thing. This time travel service only has a gorgeous appearance, no advanced ones are there.
It's like a brand-name sports car with a bright and beautiful appearance. Looking at the shell, it's luxurious, elegant and upscale. A strong sense of tyranny comes to your face, making people want to go up and break up hard.
"Pooh."
"Pretending!"
but.
Only after you drive it will you make a magical discovery.
OK...good...a Santana!
It's completely built-in of a slag truck, not as good as a tricycle, at least it's very powerful.
Fang Zheng suddenly looked at the roof solemnly and said, "Oh my God, can I wear it again?"
OK, Fang Zheng gave up.
It seems that you have to rely on your own efforts to practice in the future. Set a small goal first and start formal practice from tomorrow.
Now?
You must first sleep and comfort your fearful heart.
...
“Hu, Hu…”
After a while, a snoring sounded, and the sound was very pleasant. If someone next door was there, he would definitely curse.
After several hours,
Fang Zheng opened his eyes in confusion again, and tucked his eyes hard, looking at the sky outside, feeling speechless.
"Are it so late? Can I sleep so much?"
Fang Zheng shook his head fiercely, and his mind finally became clearer.
Sudden.
Fang Zheng felt something appear in front of him, emitting a dazzling light, almost blinding his dog's eyes.
When Ding Qing saw that it turned out to be a box emitting bronze light.
To be continued...