Binding luck: I am immortal in the reincarnation game

In this vast stretch of barren hills, the temple looked extremely small, and even a gust of wind seemed to be able to blow it to pieces.

"According to the news, this is just the altar used by Zhuling Village to worship ancestors, and a place where some old and ignorant villagers pray for shelter.

Seeing that it has been so dilapidated, it doesn't look like some kind of expert.

【However, since he has discovered Xiaoxi's secret, if he can completely solve Xiaoxi's hidden dangers, it will be fine.If you have ulterior motives, then use it a little bit, then suppress it, then extract the soul, and seize its secrets and inheritance! 】

[More importantly, Xiaoxi's secret is related to the great cause of the future!Don't be careless! 】

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However, what is even more strange is that your soul has a sense of alienation from this world, and your body is completely repelled from this world, so that your own blood is exhausted.

Shouldn't this physique die prematurely?It's a strange thing to be able to survive! "

A few strands of golden light flashed in Lu Buwei's eyes, and suddenly there was a terrifying aura rising.

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Fortunately, it didn't take long for people to arrive at the Dusk Cloud Barren Mountain.

This person is different from Luoxi and Zhang Xinyu, he didn't climb the mountain on foot, but jumped over the eaves and the wall.

This scene made Mo Fan, who was watching from a distance, feel that it was not easy.

Although this is the last years of the Warring States Period when the realm of existence was practiced, it is not a place where you can easily turn your fighting spirit into wings or walk in the air.

Even Luoxi, who is at the pinnacle of the scholarly realm, had no choice but to climb the mountain on foot.

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Jiang Mufan didn't dare to respond anymore, so he could only plug in the charger for his mobile phone, go out and pick up the mop to mop the floor first, while listening to his mother whining by the washing machine.

"Jiang Mufan, I almost forgot, what's the matter with you, you are on the bottom of this mock exam again! Do you want to go to college? You know how to play games every day with your broken phone. Wannao, if you don’t want to read, you should drop out of school and work as soon as possible.”

There are only 98 days left in the countdown to the college entrance examination.

Since the [-]-day swearing-in meeting, except for Lu Mingfei, who was at the same table as him and waited to die, the head teacher, who was a physics teacher, said all kinds of dry words such as working hard in the class all day long. My mother, who has always been disappointed, actually started to mention his grades again today.

All these seemed to tell him that he should get in, he should work hard, and he should show his determination to make a big impact, and then become a blockbuster in the college entrance examination and become a dark horse.

But the greater the pressure, the less motivated he is. How can there be so many dark horses in this world? There are so many dark horses in the school every year. He heard that several of them are copied by means of plagiarism. Maybe very few rely on hard work or luck. The dark horse that rushed out, but he knew that this kind of thing would never happen to him, Jiang Mufan.

But all of this is actually so natural and logical.

Jiang Mufan has not seen his father for nine years, and the good news is that his father still sends back a large sum of money every year, so they don't need to make their mother and son live on the streets or have no money to study.

But the bad news is that every year the money comes with a letter, in which Dad regrets telling them that they are too busy to come back to see their mother and son.

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"I heard that there will be another fight."

"Oh, the neighbor next door is not very peaceful recently."

Hearing some familiar whispers in his ears, Zhao Zheng froze and was pushed by Lin Yu.

"Why are you in a daze, Ah Zheng?"

"Lin Yu, if a person is killed, he will die, right?" Zhao Zheng stared at the living Lin Yu in a daze.

"Yes, I told you this last year!" Lin Yu smiled.

Zhao Zhengqian squeezed Lin Yu's face, then touched Lin Yu's chest, and then touched his own chest.

Lin Yu kicked it over, "What are you doing, you are playing hooligans on the street, be careful, I will tell your mother!"

"Hey." Zhao Zheng smiled naively, "Forget it, people always have such and such illusions in their lives, and that should be my illusion just now."

Zhao Zheng and Lin Yu went shopping at the temple fair.

"Ah Zheng, is there a little less people in this year's temple fair?" Lin Yu looked at the crowds in some streets, a little surprised.

Hearing Lin Yu's words, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but stop in his tracks. This scene always felt a little familiar.

After pondering again and again, Zhao Zheng finally said:

"Lin Yu, let's not go shopping today, I always feel a little uncomfortable."

Lin Yu was puzzled: "You have been studying for seven days in a row, and finally had a chance to play for a while, why do you suddenly not want to go?"

"Um, it's just a little uncomfortable, let's go back!" Zhao Zheng felt more and more uneasy, and he didn't want the scene in the hallucination to repeat itself.

When people are killed, they die.

He didn't want Lin Yu to die, and he didn't want to die himself either.

Seeing what he said, Lin Yu followed his will and went home.

At night, Zhao Zheng looked out of the window from time to time, and saw that the soldiers were still guarding the door, and he was relieved a lot.

The bright moonlight shone in, and a trace of coolness rose, and Zhao Zheng couldn't help but tighten the quilt.

Feeling warmer, Zhao Zhengcai fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Zheng was awakened by a slight sound at the door.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

Zhao Zheng got up in a daze, but heard Lin Yu shout again, "Run!!"

Rubbing his sleepy eyes and looking out the window, Lin Yu was walking towards the window dragging his injured right leg covered in blood.

Then a long sword pierced Lin Yu's chest, and blood spurted out. At that moment, the bright moonlight seemed to turn blood red.

"Lin Yu!" Zhao Zheng rushed out of the room, with the smell of blood constantly wafting in the air. At a glance, the ground was the bleeding mother, and she could hear the soft search from the mother's room. Voices.

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The purpose of talking to you this time is to tell you that there is no safe place in the city of Handan. Come outside the city as soon as possible and call Lu Lao outside the city to find me. "

"My father? A stranger? Who are you?" Zhao Zheng asked, but there was no reply, and the voice never sounded again.

"This should be an illusion. After all, people always have such illusions in their lives." Zhao Zheng muttered to himself, blew out the lamp, and fell asleep.