Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

Bang, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Ding Yi has a vague memory. She seems to have been reincarnated countless times, but each time she never had a good ending and always said goodbye to the world in a weird and tragic way.

She must be the one who died a miserable death.

Ding Yi didn’t know whether those memories really happened. They were hers, but they didn’t seem like hers.

It was probably a dream, but the pain in the dream was too intense. The kind of heart-wrenching pain made people feel overwhelmed.

She seemed to have forgotten something and couldn't remember it.

Her life shouldn't be like this.

As she was thinking, Ding Yi's vision gradually blurred, and a flowerpot fell from the sky and landed right on her head.

Bang!

Ding Yi fell to the ground and said goodbye to the world again.

How many times has it happened? I can’t remember.

In the empty space, anxious shouts struck Ding Yi's sleeping soul.

"Ding Yi, wake up, don't sleep anymore, get up, change your violent death and live well, otherwise, you will be trapped in hundreds of mirrors forever, for generations to come, until your soul dies and there is no longer any trace of you in this world."

"Ding Yi~~~"

The chirping sound woke up the sleeping person.

"Stop crying!" It's so annoying, just keep chirping.

Uh, Yaoyao choked. There was a familiar taste. There was no time to think about it. She hurried to finish what she had to say, otherwise Baiqianjing would soon send Ding Yi into the next life.

"Yi Yi, live. You must live. Do everything you can to survive. Don't die again. If you die too many times, your soul will gradually become weaker and you will no longer have a chance to survive."

Ding Yi was annoyed and kept talking nonsense, saying something about living. Didn’t she want to live? The key point was that others didn’t let her live.

A white light flashed, and he quickly entered the next life, cutting off contact with Yaoyao.

Outside the Baiqian mirror, Yaoyao was sweating anxiously. She tried her best and finally awakened Yiyi's intelligence a little, but she didn't expect that it was too late.

The world was dark. Ding Yi wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds and she couldn't open them. She heard someone talking outside.

"There's another one here. Come on, everyone, look carefully for it and don't miss any."

There was a "click" sound, followed by a faint wailing sound.

Ding Yi tried hard to open her eyes. When she finally opened her eyes, she was facing an enlarged face. The other person grabbed her, lifted her up high, and snapped her.

The last thing she saw was the blue sky and the grass that had just sprouted tender leaves. Then her body fell and she was struck by a sharp pain.

Very good, my life is gone again.

Ding Yi couldn't help cursing, what worries, what complaints, how many times has she been played like this? She was killed instantly as soon as she came, without even a reaction time.

The scary thing is that she has a vivid memory of every death. The memories of her life gradually become blurred, and no matter how she tries to recall them, they seem to be obscured by an abnormal fog and cannot be seen clearly.

Outside the Hundred Thousand Mirrors, Yaoyao was nagging Dean Liu Hengming, "Dean, please let me in, let me go in and help Yiyi, otherwise, she will die."

Liu Hengming stroked his beard, looking serious. After thinking for a moment, he said helplessly, "Well, give her a chance. You go ahead."

Ding Yi died again. She died the moment she was born, leaving her no time at all. She pointed to the sky and cursed: "Damn God, I will not die well."

"Bang!" A round object fell from the sky and hit her hand, almost crushing it into a comminuted fracture.

She grabbed him and wanted to crush him to death. Anyone could bully her, but it was too much. She was not someone who could be bullied.

"Yi Yi, it's me, Yao Yao, I'm here to help you."

He raised the thing in his hand to his eyes, and saw a palm-sized, round baby struggling in Ding Yi's palm. Ding Yi was disgusted, "What is this? It's too fat, it's like a ball. What did it eat to grow like this?"

Hearing this, Yaoyao felt sad for a moment. Yi Yi didn't remember her, but now was not the time to be sad.

"Yi Yi, listen to me. You are now training in the small worlds of Bai Qian Jing. Your mission is to survive as long as possible in each small world."

"What the hell? Which vicious person invented this training method?" Ding Yi curled his lips. He had died too many times and was almost dying. What's the point of telling her to live? Doesn't it mean she doesn't have to die if she lives?

She just wanted to know the person behind the scenes and what deep hatred he had against her. She didn't want to be given a chance to take revenge, otherwise she would make him taste the pain she had suffered.

"Yi Yi, cheer up. Don't you want revenge? As long as you survive, you will have the chance to take revenge. Don't worry, I will help you."

Seeing Ding Yi's refusal to change her mind, Yaoyao was extremely anxious. Yiyi had lost all her fighting spirit. The damn old man, don't let her meet him, sooner or later he will have a taste of her iron fist. Yaoyao clenched her fists, gnashed her teeth, wishing she could cut the old man into pieces right now.

"How can I help? So that I don't have to die." Ding Yi held a piece of grass in his mouth, looking nonchalant, with vicissitudes of life in his eyes. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It took only a few words, and he hadn't felt so free and easy for a long time. Before, he was either on the road to death or destruction, and couldn't wait even a moment.

Yaoyao carefully considered her words, fearing that she might irritate others. Poor Yiyi, she was irritated to such an extent. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Ugh! How disgusting! A weasel is paying New Year's greetings to a chicken. Bah! She is not a chicken.

"Yi Yi, you can't remember anything at all?"

"What did you remember?" He said nonchalantly, with a look of disdain on his face. "Look at you, you know me, tell me who I am?"

This question has been bothering Ding Yi for a long time. If the name wasn't familiar to her, she would have ignored the other person's roundness.

"Your name is Ding Yi, the Ding in A, B, C, D, and the one in One, Two, Three, Four. It is..."

"Bah!" Ding Yi spitted. "Such a simple name is not my style. The name is simple, but even the death is so simple. Just look at you and you will know how dark it is. I should be called Ding Yi. Break through the darkness and change myself."

Is there any connection between this word and the name? Do they mean the same thing?

"Yes, yes, yes, you are right." Yaoyao shook her head. As long as Ding Yi, no, Ding Yi, did not lose heart, it did not matter if he changed his name. Back then, someone changed his name to Ding Yi in order to write fewer strokes, so what was the difficulty in calling himself Ding Yi now?

"Yi Yi, I'm your assistant Yao Yao, and I'm here to help you."

"Help me not to die?"

"No," Yaoyao shook her head, "I don't have that much ability, I..."

"What's the use of you?" Ding Yi was disgusted. He would die sooner or later.

"Yi Yi, I can advance the time you arrive at the small world, so that you have enough time to find a way to avoid the death node. What do you think?"

Ding Yi remained calm, but in his heart he was screaming, "Fuck, so good, there is such a trick."

He nodded reluctantly, "Since you are so stupid, I will agree with you reluctantly. After all, I am a good person."

Ding Yi is pretending to be so pretentious, Yaoyao is speechless, who is stupid?