Luzhou, northern Jin Dynasty, Qingjiang Prefecture.

It was just snowing heavily last night. There were white areas inside and outside Luliu Town, with crystal clear ice edges under the eaves, made of pink and jade, and the frost was clean.

Located on the east side of the town and covering hundreds of acres, Zhao's house looks particularly lonely in the cold wind, and white lanterns are hung in front of the gate.

Zhao Han got up from the warm quilt, subconsciously pushed open the window, and a biting cold wind rushed towards him, which made him shudder involuntarily. His dull eyes finally had a focal distance, and a complex look that seemed joy and sorrow surged on his angular face.

Close his eyes, he was also a promising doctoral in archaeology at the University of Beijing, and a newcomer in the industry. After opening his eyes, he became the eldest master of the Zhao clan, one of the three great families in Luliu Town, Qingjiang Prefecture, Qingjiang Prefecture, North of the Jin Dynasty.

"This world is so big." Zhao Han withdrew his gaze, sighed, rubbed his temples that were sore because of receiving a lot of information, and murmured, "It seems that something is not good."

The identity of this body is the only son of Zhao Shengya, the head of the Zhao family in Liulu Town. He is very gentle in his temperament, but he is cowardly in his rudeness. He has a good body and has a good body. He always talks about it, but he is very cowardly. If it weren't for the halo of the eldest son of Zhao, he would have long become a punching bag that everyone bullies.

Three days ago, the Zhao clan received bad news that the Black Wind Secret Land located in the upper reaches of the Qingjiang River collapsed due to the chaos of monsters. No warriors who entered the secret territory survived, including the father of the young master Zhao Han, the patriarch of the Zhao clan of the Luliu Town, and Zhao Shengya.

The news came to Hui tribe, the eyes of the uncles and brothers who looked at Zhao Han changed suddenly, but he couldn't bear such a blow, and his head "buzzed" and fainted as soon as he rolled his eyes.

When I woke up again, a soul had been replaced in this body.

"The father died, uncles forced each other, young and helpless, and the family property was hard to protect! It's such a good palace fighting scene in the back house!" Zhao Han pinched his nose, and there was no trace of decadence and fear in his eyes. Instead, he was full of colorful and full of fighting spirit. "I always thought about going back to the ancient times to experience the life of riding the horse and wielding the sword in the world. I didn't expect that God was powerful enough to send me to a more magnificent and splendid world. It was really exciting!"

"However, according to the memory of this body, in this era when demons are prosperous and occupying the world trend, it is difficult for ordinary people to live alone after leaving the town for 20 or 30 miles. If they want to walk around the mountains and rivers and ride horses around the world, they must first become a warrior."

Zhao Han sighed, and then a strange look surged on his face. According to his digested memory, if he wants to become a life warrior, he must practice to the ninth level of foundation building before he was fifteen years old to have a glimmer of hope. However, his body has been practicing hard for more than ten years, but he is still at the fourth level of foundation building.

What made Zhao Han even more depressed was that his body would be fifteen years old in five months!

If you want to become a life warrior, you must go from the fourth level of foundation building to the ninth level within five months, spanning five levels.

This task is not ordinary arduous.

"Squeak~"

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and then a girl in a purple jacket came in with a bowl of steaming white porridge. Seeing Zhao Han standing against the window in a single dress, her eyes immediately glared, her eyebrows were raised, and her mouth was like a machine gun: "Young Master, do you want to be sick for a few more days? I have just been out for less than a quarter of an hour, so you don't care about yourself like this. If the master is still alive, he will definitely say to you again......"

The girl with purple jacket was at first righteous and aggressive. When she talked about Zhao Han's father, her voice dropped sharply. At the end of the word "克", her voice was even more like a mosquito, and her eyes were full of apology and panic.

She is Su Su. In the memory I received, the most impressive woman, this body-like maid, two years older than him, is a childhood sweetheart, and is both a sister and a mother.

"I'm fine, this cold wind makes me feel comfortable."

Zhao Han looked at the girl in front of him in a complicated way, waved his hand, subconsciously avoided the girl's eyes, took a few steps forward, took the hot porridge from her, blew a few breaths, opened her teeth, and drank all her qi.

"Hey, slow down, no one will snatch you, be careful not to burn it. This white porridge has just been taken off the fire!" Su Su screamed twice in anger and amused manner, took out her handkerchief and walked forward to wipe the porridge stains on the corner of Zhao Han's mouth. Looking at his angrily and sharp face, she opened her mouth, but in the end she said nothing.

The girl is about fifteen or sixteen years old, with clear eyebrows, beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth, and her skin is shattered, as if she is walking out of a painting. She is pure and refined. At this moment, she carefully wipes Zhao Han's mouth with silk silk, with a serious attitude and exhales like orchids, but there is a depressing atmosphere between her eyebrows.

Zhao Han naturally raised his chin and let the girl wipe it. It seemed as if the two of them had been rehearsing countless times, and they cooperated with each other.

It was not until Su Su took the empty bowl and walked away that Zhao Han realized that it was the first time he met her, but the two seemed to have lived together for more than ten years.

"In this way, is this some habit I have accepted after accepting memory?" Zhao Han's eyes flashed a few times, and then said in his heart, "It's only five months. If I want to become a warrior, I must seize this last time. This person in front of me can't get around it. It's not possible to just passively escape. I should take the initiative."

The girl looked worried at this time, and her eyes were confused. Zhao Han hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is there anything you... wrong?"

"Ah... nothing...ah..."

Su Su instinctively shook her head, looked up at the familiar face in front of her, and wanted to speak but stopped. She lamented in her heart, even if she told you, what can you do with your honest and honest personality? What's more, now that the master is gone, even if he makes a fuss, no one supports him, he is just a joke for others.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Han frowned. The reaction of the girl in front of him made him unable to touch his head, but then he thought of some fragments in his memory and understood the reason. The ex-boy with this body is really a soft boy!

"I don't...it's just that I feel that after you wake up, it's a little different from before."

Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Su Su for some reason, she felt nervous in her heart for no reason. She stammered and looked up and down, finally shook her head and muttered in a low voice, "It's obviously the same person, why do you feel different? It's really strange."

"Maybe I've been fainting for three days, lost a little weight, and my spirits are not as abundant as before." Zhao Han would not tell her about his bizarre experiences, so he found a reason to deal with it. Then he turned his face and said, "You have something to tell me just now, why don't you say it again?"

Su Su squeezed out a smile, her eyes were vague, and she said, "I didn't... it's just a trivial matter."

"Susu!"

Zhao Han unconsciously raised his voice, his eyes widened, and a majestic aura came to his face. Before his reincarnation, Zhao Han presided over the development of an ancient tomb for his sick mentor, managing thousands of people from top to bottom, and giving orders for a long time, so he naturally had aura.

Su Su's body trembled, and she felt that the young master in front of her seemed to have a temperament that only existed in the master. She pouted and dared not hide it, so she quickly told the matter.

"I heard that the Fourth Master has received the support of several great masters. I will inherit the position of the head of the family just by dealing with the funeral for the master."

"Some people also say that the Minghong Jin Ling left to you by the master will be confiscated by the family and given to others..."

Zhao Han was stunned when he heard this and said quietly: "I think those servants and maids are embarrassed by you, right?"

"Ah... no, no, it's all okay, young master, don't talk nonsense." Su Su hurriedly waved her hand to deny it, holding back the tears of grievance in her eyes. It was obvious that her experience was even more excessive than Zhao Han said, but this strong girl was working hard to hold on and didn't want to add any more trouble to her young master.

"This is necessary to talk nonsense, you can think of it by just using your brain." Zhao Han sneered, tapped his chest, and said, "I, the eldest young master of Zhao, have been practicing hard for ten years, but have been spinning the fourth level of foundation building. I was named the "No. 1 Zhao Physical Person". It has long become a joke in Luliu Town, and my reputation has even spread to Chiyan City."

"Before... my father was still there. Although those people were ridiculed and mocked me, they at least dared not be too presumptuous in person, and life was still acceptable."

"But now that my father has disappeared, we have lost the protection. Others will not waste this opportunity to beat the dog in the water. Especially, I, the dog in the water, still has some identity, and it can satisfy the vanity of some people when fighting, which will cause you to suffer with me."

From the perspective of the bystander, after experiencing the baptism of various palace fighting dramas on the Internet, Zhao Han had almost no need to think about it and guessed things. He was just a little depressed that he had just taken over and had to suffer for others, and even the cute girl in front of him was implicated.

"What's the hardship? Isn't it just to do more, say less, bear with it, and give in. Will you still make me sleep on the street while starving and freezing?" Su Su raised her brows, hummed indifferently, and then whispered, "But, I'm really angry and unwilling to let the original eldest son of Zhao be bullied by some disgusting guys!

"Riding on my head?" Zhao Han was stunned when he heard this, then laughed loudly, saying, "If there is such a person, I would like to welcome him. But I hope they don't regret it."

Zhao Han is not as kind and humble as his ex-bodied. He is famous for his revenge. Even his mentor said that if he had a broader mind and his talent would have achieved more than he has now.

But, for men, what should they do with such wide breasts? Are they a shemale?

"Oh, it seems that Brother Han is completely fine. I heard you laughing from afar, saying that you are so happy, and I also said to me, and I'll have fun?"

At this moment, a sharp voice came from outside the door, as harsh as the ducks chirping. Then, the door was rudely pushed open, and a fat man in a water-green jacket, a fox fur coat, and a deer leather boots came in. He was followed by two followers with big waists and round waists and strong suits.

He was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and had a fat head and ears, a face full of greasy face. He had a leather hat on his forehead. Two mung beans under the brim of the hat have been wandering around Su Su's beautiful figure since entering the house, revealing a touch of lust. He did not regard himself as a guest, and was casual and unrestrained.

Seeing this, Zhao Han raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything. He reached out and grabbed the stove on the table, and smashed it towards the fat man's forehead.
Chapter completed!