No one can be a dog licker

Sufficient Qi and blood will cure all diseases.

For warriors or those preparing to become warriors, a person with sufficient Qi and blood is not necessarily a warrior, but a warrior must have sufficient Qi and blood.

A warrior is actually an ordinary person who has trained to the extreme and broken through the physical limits of ordinary people. This is the origin of a warrior.

Having sufficient qi and blood to support the body's health and withstand consumption is the foundation of a strong body.

In the High Martial Arts Era, martial arts are valued more than literature. There are countless high school students majoring in martial arts, but as long as they are not of high rank, they are still among ordinary people.

Warriors or those who want to become warriors must practice, need medicinal baths, pills, fierce beasts...

When you are injured, you need herbs to replenish your body and food to heal you...

Therefore, pharmacies, black markets, and restaurants are everywhere in the city. If we can't control them, we just open them up.

However, this is out of reach for Wu Baitian, whose weekly pocket money never exceeds 100 yuan.

Moreover, it is not realistic to spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy poison on the black market to poison an ordinary person.

Not to mention the lack of money, ordinary people simply have no qualifications to enter the black market.

So when Wu Baitian left school, he went straight to the agricultural product store.

Paraquat is what she needs most now!

Not only is it cheap and easy to purchase, but its effectiveness is such that warriors are immune to it while ordinary people will die.

Paraquat itself is colorless and odorless. However, in order to prevent ordinary people from taking it by mistake, manufacturers usually add odorants to paraquat, so paraquat smells like ammonia.

However, this did not hinder the academic genius Wu Baitian. He added a bottle of white vinegar, a few eggshells and a kind of rootless soil, and the mellow aroma of yogurt would perfectly cover up the taste.

"Boss, I'll have a bottle of paraquat."

"What do you need it for?" The shopkeeper looked at the girl in her dirty school uniform, who not only had bruises on her face but also spoke incoherently, with caution and scrutiny in his eyes.

"Exhale the grass!"

"I can't get rid of it, so I won't sell it."

What? Paraquat is used to kill weeds, how can it not be killed? Rebirth is not time travel, so how can there be an information barrier?

Wu Baitian spoke again with a little doubt.

"What about killing red (worms)?"

"I can't kill him, no!"

From the moment the girl entered the store, the boss had already made up his mind that he would not sell her anything toxic or harmful. What a joke.

It's obvious that this girl has been bullied at school and is depressed. He can't help her in other ways, but he can't be her last stop either.

"Go, go, go! Go home quickly!

Think about it carefully, who can you be worthy of if you are doing this? There are thousands of ways to go, if you can't find one, just transfer to another school!"

The boss didn't wait for Wu Baitian to say anything and just kicked her out. Looking at the girl's back as she left helplessly without saying a word, he was still worried and followed her out.

I was thinking to myself that I should follow the little girl for a while and then watch her return home safely.

Then I saw the girl walked into another store without hesitation!

That’s too much, I’ve made up my mind!

Qingcheng Xinnan District Police Station

"Name"

"Hu (Wu) Bai Tian"

"age"

"17 years old"

"gender"

"Lü (female)"

"Profession"

"student"

"School"

"Xing (Qing) City No. 1 Middle School."

"Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School? It's a key school in the city. Why can't you let it go?"

At the police station, even though Wu Bai Tian denied numerous times that he had suicidal tendencies, his words were ignored.

Watching the kind-hearted citizen, who is also the shop owner, with his majestic back, hiding his achievements and fame.

In this civilized society, Wu Baitian's moral balance was ultimately distorted.

Tired, destroy it.

"..."

"Still not replying? Look at what this place is. Leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist! Tell the truth as soon as possible, and strive for...

Um... ahem... Senior year is the most crucial year in your life. If you give up now, you will lose everything!"

Captain Chen had a blank expression on his face, and his fingers kept tapping on the table, making a knocking sound. His earnest words of consolation were also full of passion.

"Captain Chen, let me do it." Huang Yue, a trainee policewoman standing nearby, couldn't bear to listen to this kind of interrogation-style counseling anymore, so she bravely volunteered.

"Okay! You come!" Captain Chen felt relieved and hurriedly got up and left, fearing that he would walk too slowly.

Arresting people and interrogating them is his strong point, which is really too much to ask, and every time the momentum of the interrogation was halted.

It's just that Wu Baitian's mental age is not really that of a high school student. If he was really a student who wanted to commit suicide as these people thought, he would probably have collapsed by now.

"Sister Bai Tian, ​​what happened?"

Huang Yue walked to Wu Baitian's side, squatted down, looked into Wu Baitian's eyes, and spoke as softly as possible.

“We are the people’s police, no matter what happens or what grievances we suffer.

Feel free to speak up, we can help you!

The injuries on your body were caused by your classmates, right? "

"Wu Bai Tian!!!!"

Before the people arrive, the sound comes first.

This was the third time Zhao Pan had run frantically today. The first time was when Bu Heiye said that Wu Baitian and Fang Yuan had a fight, the second time was when he carried the unconscious Wu Baitian to the infirmary, and the third time was now.

After receiving the call from the police station, I didn't go to class and ran away. The police station was less than two kilometers away from Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School.

Otherwise, Zhao Pan would have to run until he vomited blood. Take a taxi? His brain was blank, how could he think of it? Zhao Pan had been teaching for 28 years, and he had never encountered a student who wanted to commit suicide by drinking pesticides.

"Wu Baitian!!! You kid?! Huff…Huff…what are you thinking about?!"

What are you thinking about? You want Fang Yuan to die! You want revenge! But can you say it? ? ? ?

Alas... I died before I could accomplish my mission. I am tired. Let me be destroyed.

"in vain!!!!"

"Bai Bai! Dad never stopped you from doing anything, why are you doing this!"

"Bai Bai, what happened to you!!!"

"Bai Bai, if you...how can your mother live?"

As my father's angry scolding rang out, my head was pressed hard into my mother's arms.

Wu Baitian's eyes were forced to look closely at his parents' faces, whose expressions were filled with anger and pain.

Everything is so real!

"Dad! Mom!" Wu Baitian's voice was choked and broken. It had been too long. She hadn't seen her parents so clearly for too long.

Even, even in my memory, it has never been so clear!

Tears welled up in my eyes like a dam bursting, without any warning, as if they had been accumulating for a long time, waiting for this moment to be released. "Wow!!!"

Wu Baitian finally couldn't hold back and burst into tears, his body starting to tremble violently.

The moment she opened her eyes in the classroom, the moment she punched Fang Yuan in the face with anger, the moment she ate the fruit plate in the infirmary, the moment she went to buy pesticides, the moment she sat in the police station to inquire...

She never believed that she was reborn. Yes, she was reborn, but she didn't really believe it. She just thought it was a dream, and the only thought in her mind was to kill her enemy as soon as possible.

If...if this was just her fantasy before she died, then a traitor like Fang Yuan should not exist in her beautiful fantasy world.

She couldn't control and had no ability to care about the rapes she had suffered in so many places across the country and even in the world, but at least, could there be no rape in her last moments in this world?

Now, listening to his father's scolding and feeling his mother's warm embrace, Wu Baitian truly felt that he had returned to Qingcheng, a city that could only appear in his dreams in the future...

Even though many people believe in "Don't worry about other people's troubles, everyone should take care of their own business", there are still some people who are willing to devote their own efforts to help the disadvantaged groups...

Even in selfishness, there can be a strong sense of humanity...

Although Qingcheng is a city with a large population, martial arts are not always popular. The number of martial artists who can enter the rank in the city is always at the bottom of China, and there is no martial arts university.

However, only the warriors in Qingcheng are particularly homesick.

"After learning the arts of literature and martial arts, I will sell them to the Qingcheng family."

Even though many people look down on Qingcheng's smallness, the return of most warriors still makes Qingcheng flourish as prosperously as the Imperial Capital and the Demonic Capital.

Qingcheng, the land where she grew up, is known as the "Gateway City" because of its proximity to the imperial capital. However, it is also the first tragic place to fall during the invasion of all races.

Worse still, it will become a bloodbathed empty city in the future, with 12 million innocent people slaughtered, without any escape.

Qingcheng, a city whose name implies verdancy and hope, but whose future will be filled with endless sorrow and desolation.

Now it’s all back! It’s all back!!!

She was once a first-rank warrior at the age of 20, a sixth-rank warrior at the age of 26, and died at the hands of the Snow Girl Fang Yuan at the age of 36. She still did not reach the Grandmaster level during her lifetime.

Just because she accidentally found the top-grade martial art "The Way of Archery" at the age of 30, she mastered the exquisite archery skills, making her combat power comparable to that of a seventh-grade master.

If she could still live, and given more time, she would definitely be able to do more!

Is God giving her time again? Now, she looks like she has nothing and is nothing, but she is only 17 years old.

There’s still time for everything!

Fang Yuan, you are no longer the figure I once pursued, and you are not worthy of being my ultimate goal now.

Congratulations, your death has been extended, but it's not far away...