This person cannot show off when he is in adversity. He will definitely capsize in the gutter if he shows off.

Ye Jiuze is a classic example.

The moment before, I was still in pain and comforted myself with a "Brother Que" but I knew that the door of the crematorium had been opened to him again in less than three seconds of relaxation.

"Crack--"

A strange sound of electric current sounded in his ears. Suddenly, his body, who had been tortured, became stiff. The pain that was penetrated by the electric current during his lifetime was engraved in the depths of his soul, making him afraid to make any moves.

"Crack--"

Not auditory hallucination?!

Ye Jiuze suddenly turned his head and looked around, but nothing suspicious appeared.

What the hell?

A slight cold sweat came out from his forehead, and he was so weak that he was tight.

Just as he was tense and his calf cramped, a clear voice suddenly rang in his mind—

[Ding! Hello, Jinjiang system "Quedi" is dedicated to serving you!]

Ye Jiuze:...

What the hell!

...

The sun sets westward, and the setting sun is like blood.

The greenness of the deep mountains and forests was gradually replaced by gloomy, the crows were extremely sad, and even the wind was filled with a humid smell.

Ye Jiuze found a pile of rocks, exerted the spirit of Bei Ye's survival in the wilderness, and threw a few gaps into the mud to prevent snakes and insects from crawling in.

Then he picked up a branch and split the "Sanchai Sword Technique" and picked up a lot of hay and firewood.

The first fire was created by his hard work. The hot tongue burned with dry firewood, gradually drying the wet and moldy "home", leaving only a trace of not pungent smell of grass and trees.

Ye Jiuze covered the fire, touched the dry ground, and worked diligently to lay soft hay.

Immediately afterwards, his arms trembled slightly, and he saw that there were a few thick skins on the originally empty hay.

After some silence for a while, he quickly spread the bed and quilts, and finally finished his temporary residence.

He cleaned his hands into the crude stone basin on the side, and after scrubbing his body briefly, he thrust his face and stared at his flat girl's body, feeling that the asphalt road was not as open as he was.

Not only is there no above, but there is no below...

Ye Jiuze retreated into his warm skin tiredly, his eyes staring boredly into the distance through the gaps of the stones.

The night is already dark, and the darkness is like a net, covering the sky and the earth.

The silver light of the moon sprinkled on the stone, reflecting a soft white, hitting his bright eyes, reflecting the swell of autumn waves.

The black hair was rolling, and the whole bed was messy. Ye Jiuze sighed and changed his posture helplessly.

Can't sleep...

The chaotic thoughts surged, and the emotions were not calm, so the night was destined to be uneasy.

All kinds of yesterday, such as yesterday's death, but suddenly recalled it, his desire to go back would reach its peak in an instant.

only--

He is dead.

He died of electric shock, which was a fact that he had to admit.

He was born again and changed his gender and became an eight- and nine-year-old girl. This is also a fact.

He raised his hand and stared at a lotus root arm, which was chubby and soft, with a few cute little vortexes at the folds.

"She"'s appearance copied the image of his "big daughter" Chun Yang Loli, not only carrying the body in the game, but also providing the convenience in the game.

For example, "backpack", "pendant", "funny"... and even a Shamatt-style mall ==

"Her"'s combat instinct is not missing, and even his equipment is in a brand new state.

In addition to the game body becoming a real human body, the wrong personality, and the loss of the "immortality" function - whether it is qualifications or roots, the current physical body is considered a junk that shocks the world and the world.

When he learned that his new body was so stunning, Ye Jiuze's mind had a trick of slapping Long Aotian in the face and slapped thousands of beauties.

Not to mention, I feel so happy just by stimulating my brain.

However—there will never be a pie in the sky.

Ye Jiuze stared straight at his soft wrist, and saw the blood-colored patterns engraved on his head with graceful curves, drawing a series of enchanting numbers - 235 hours, 57 minutes and 25 seconds.

This is the remaining time for the point card in the game, and it is also his survival time.

He died...an unchangeable fact.

He can live now, just to borrow his life.

If you want to live forever, you have to buy time for survival for yourself.

And the source of survival time is said to be...protecting animals and saving the world?!

Thinking of the first and last dog I raised in my previous life, Ye Jiuze's face instantly cracked!

Damn, the haunted husky, the shadow of life!

But a few hours ago, a supernatural thing called "Jinjiang System" told him that because his feat of saving dogs with his life showed a heart of loving dogs, God was extremely moved, so he gave him a chance to be reborn.

Ye Jiuze disdained and believed such bullshits. But he wanted to live and return to his original world was an indelible obsession.

Even if the other party makes up countless sweet words, he just needs to be sure that he can survive and hopefully go back.

As for what you need to do before achieving your goal, it doesn't matter.

Ye Jiuze emptyed his thoughts and kept replaying the previous little things in his mind.

"...I believe that the hero has a loving and great heart." He remembered the voice saying this, "I also hope that the hero can use this innocent heart to influence the injured small animals."

"Give them warmth and love, leaving traces of truth, goodness and beauty in their scarce and extreme world."

"Let them believe that human beings are friendly and dependable friends, not evil and selfish."

"After the knight reaches the highest indicator, we will satisfy your wish."

After leaving this passage, the Jinjiang system disappeared without a trace. Even if he shouted in the vast forest, he would not respond in the slightest response.

Ye Jiuze chewed those words repeatedly, but because there were too few clues, he couldn't analyze anything.

The concept of "protecting animals" is too broad, and there is no clear rule limit. He is really afraid that killing a few sparrows will become the negative textbook for "catching and killing national second-level protected animals".

The most terrible thing is, just "protect animals" and what the hell is "save the world"?

Could it be that he has a middle-aged face that "heat-blooded little force cannot be beaten to death, and all sentient beings will be mentally retarded when they meet him"?

What's more, is "protecting animals" and "save the world" a dime?

Just kidding!

With a heart full of complaints, Ye Jiuze sank into a sweet dream.

...

"Boom--" A dull voice exploded in the deadly night, vaguely mixed with human screams.

Ye Jiuze, who was in the pile of rocks, was awakened by fear. After a moment of confusion, he shivered and wrapped himself in his skin and rolled to the door, carefully cleaved a stone and looked out to the outside world.

I saw a distant northwest, and the light of fire soared into the sky!

The shrill screams pierced the night and echoed in the empty sky.

In the rolling smoke visible to the naked eye, a milky white shadow broke out from the siege, like a meteor passing through the sky, disappearing into the southeast in a blink of an eye.

Damn! There are actually people in this deep mountain and old forest?

No, no, what copy did he enter?

His initial foothold was a vast forest. He thought it was a struggle article for "prehistoric tribes to show civilization", but in the blink of an eye it turned into an immortal cultivation article "a gathering of heroes and treasures to appear in the world".

The fire in the northwest remains unabated, and the white shadow in the southeast is gone.

Ye Jiuze had squatted in many stallions and upgraded to the flowing text. He looked at the direction where Bai Ying disappeared and narrowed his eyes. A plot flashed through his mind about Zhao Ritian picking up the treasure and reaching the peak of his life...

Tsk, itchy!

After repeatedly confirming that there was no trace of the sword-controlling golden elixir in the air and there was no trace of the powerful Yuanying power, Ye Jiuze put on his clothes and rolled up the bedding, and determined the direction and rushed forward in a hurry!

A strange treasure! A strange treasure!

I have to say that Chunyang's profession is really good. He flies high and sees far, and has a very fast speed.

Ye Jiuze tried the taste of flying for the first time, but it almost hanged on the tree and couldn't come down.

He gasped all the way, leaning against the tree in a slightly embarrassed manner. His face, which was red due to lack of oxygen, slowly returned to normal. He realized that he seemed to be lost.

Ye Jiuze looked around, and the tall forests concealed his gaze, blinding his unsensible sense of direction.

A head of passion gradually cooled down, and he covered his face and regretted it!
Chapter completed!