On the bed, the boy sat cross-legged, pinching his thumb and middle fingers with his hands, forming a handprint. Suddenly, the boy blinked slightly: "Huh? What is this?" The boy felt a subtle heat flowing in his body that was almost impossible to detect, but when the boy was about to search carefully, it disappeared again.

"Did I feel like internal energy just now? Well, let's try again." Then, the boy closed his eyes again, put his hands together, wrote his hands, and sat in meditation.

"Oh, it failed again." The boy was a little disappointed without finding the inspiration just now.

At this moment, "Little guy, I'm back, come out quickly. It's time to practice. Today you can't take my three moves. Hehe, all the rabbit meat at night is mine. Haha..." As the sound approached, a figure slowly appeared at the door.

The boy opened his closed eyes, looked at the old man with a hunchback, and said fiercely: "I'm afraid of you? I'm afraid of your little master, so I won't call you Moran."

As soon as he finished speaking, with a "swoosh", the young man rushed up suddenly, kicked hard, and ran towards the old man at the door of the room like a flying.

The young man named Mo Ran concentrated all his strength on his right fist with the help of a sprint, and suddenly hit the old man's xiong mouth. With a "bang", the old man smiled gently, slowly raised his left arm, and easily blocked Mo Ran's attack.

"You haven't eaten?" the old man said provocatively.

Ignoring the old man's ridicule, the young man pulled back the right fist of the old man's arm, then turned around and swept across the leg, attacking the old man directly, "sp", the old man also slowly lowered his left arm and pushed Mo Ran's left leg away.

Mo Ran was not discouraged. The tiger with his fist down the mountain continued to attack. After a while, he had already attacked more than twenty moves, but the old man was still one by one with his left hand. At this time, sweat had already oozed out of Mo Ran's face. After attacking for a while, Mo Ran took advantage of the momentum and jumped backwards, distanced himself from the old man, and breathed in a big mouthful of c flowers.

"What? I'm powerless? Then it's my turn." The old man looked at Mo Ran with a smile.

After saying that, I felt that the old man's body shook slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Mo Ran, and a thin palm handed it to Mo Ran.

"So fast." Mo Ran immediately raised his arms, crossed them forward, sank his waist, stepped hard with his left foot in a arch shape, and kicked his right foot backwards with a muffled sound, and the old man hit Mo Ran's arms with his palm, "Thump...thump..." The latter suddenly floated back two or three feet away. Then he stabilized his body and rubbed his arms with each other: "Damn! It hurts so much!"

"Oh? It's much better than yesterday. I didn't fall down. Take another move." After saying that, the old man shot out, turning from a palm to a fist, and attacking Mo Ran's cheek.

"If I get hit, I will break my appearance. I will flash." Mo Ran cursed inwardly and leaned back and fell straight down. When his back was about to touch the ground, he exerted force from his waist and turned his body half a degree, then he pushed his left palm hard, and kicked his right foot from bottom to top to the old man's jaw.

"The reaction is very fast." The old man secretly praised in his heart, and then he saw that the old man was still in the air and swung a beautifully, avoiding Mo Ran's kick. Then he took this turn and stretched out his right fist to Mo Han back.

With a "pan" sound, Mo Ran flew forward for a while and fell to the ground. However, it was obvious that the old man did not use any internal strength. Mo Ran thrust a carp, turned over and sat on the ground.

"It's good today, I still know how to fight back." The old man said with a smile.

"Damn old man, can't you be more gentle?" Mo Ran said angrily at the old man.

"Haha, okay, I took my two moves and made some progress. Let's do the last training today." After saying that, the old man took out a wooden strip from his back and walked towards Mo Ran with a weird smile.

"No~~~~" The sound of the wooden strips falling on the flesh mixed with Mo Ran's screams continued to ring in this quiet village.

The night is vast, and the cliffs are no longer visible. I can only see the outlines of the black peaks, the lonely stars are twinkling on the top of the mountain, the Milky Way is covered by clouds, and the surroundings are silent.

Mo Ran lay on his C-flowering and applied green potion given by the old man. The pain caused by fighting with the old man during the day has improved a lot.

My eyes were looking at the stars in the distance along the open window, and scenes of past events slid through my mind.

Before coming to the Yongwu Continent, Mo Ran came from a blue planet called Earth. His real name was Liu Ran. His parents both left him in a car accident when he was young. Liu Ran took the insurance money he received when his parents died and saved money for simplicity. Finally, he was admitted to a certain university to study in the Department of Finance and Management. During the four years of college, Liu Ran's grades were also among the best in the same grade, and it can be said that he had a bright future.

Unexpectedly, the accident came. On the day of the accident, it was raining heavily. When Liu Ran was about to cross the road, he suddenly saw a speeding car about to hit a little boy playing in the middle of the road. Liu Ranfen pushed the boy away regardless of his own, but he was hit by the car and died on the spot.

Liu Ran still remembered that at the moment of death, his consciousness escaped from his body. He did not know what state he was in at that time. That consciousness seemed to be a state between gas and liquid, colorless and clear.

When Liu Ran's consciousness saw his body lying in a pool of blood, he was shocked. But before Liu Ran could figure out what was going on, a flash of lightning suddenly descended from the sky, wrapped in a strong purple energy to swallow it.

When Liu Ran woke up again, he found that his soul consciousness was placed in the body of a baby, but he could not see clearly the situation around him, nor could he speak, only knowing that his memories of his previous life were not lost. While surprised, Liu Ran knew that he was like a character in the novel: reborn.

Although Liu Ran couldn't see his eyes, he could still hear the sound. From the conversations of the people around him, he learned that he was born in a family named Mo. His father was the third son of the current head of the family, his mother was the second wife married by his father, and he also had an aunt, who had a son. Coincidentally, his mother gave him a name: Moran.

After his parents died early, he once again felt the warmth of his mother from the embrace of the woman who hugged him from morning to night every day. In addition to his family's status, he firmly believed that he had left the dog luck this time and became a rich young master. Could it be that God saw that he was kind-hearted and bravely saved children, wanted to compensate him, give him a chance to be reborn, and enjoy a rich life?

But when Mo Ran was about to enjoy this new identity, his mother passed away two months later due to a strange infectious disease. Because her mother was seriously ill, many servants were infected, causing the death of many people in the Mo family. The current head of the family, Mo Ran's grandfather, was very annoyed and said that Mo Ran was a disaster star, and Mo Ran's mother was just an ordinary woman with no background and no power. The head of the family disagreed when the two people combined. This was a good thing. Over time, Mo Ran's status, which was a bit discriminated in the family, plummeted. Later, in order to preserve Mo Ran's father's status in the family, the aunt drove Mo Ran out of the Mo family on the pretext of the disaster star coming to the world.

Mo Ran, who thought he could live a happy life in poverty, once again experienced the pain of separation from his parents, and he only enjoyed the imaginary status of a rich boy for less than a year.

When he left the Mo family, Mo Ran was less than two years old. He was taken away by a wet nurse. When he reached the foot of the mountain, the wet nurse probably thought that Xiao Moran was a burden, so she threw him at the door of a farmer at the foot of the mountain. Moran was so angry: "You said you have taken me so far. Can't you put me on the haystack or something? The ground is so cold that my little body can bear it?" However, Xiao Moran was still young and could not speak, so she had to cry loudly. This alarmed the farmer, and the kind-hearted farmer adopted Xiao Moran.

A few months later, an old man suddenly came to the village and built a small thatched hut in the village. He lived there. No one knew where the old man came from. He only knew that the old man's surname was Fang. Everyone in the village respectfully called the old man "Fang Lao". He was about sixty years old. After the old man came, he came to the farmer and said he had no children and had no grandchildren. When he learned that the farmer had picked up a baby, he thought of sending a child to spread the incense. The farmer didn't know where the old man learned that Mo Ran had picked up Mo Ran, and did not think too much, so he entrusted Mo Ran to the old man. From then on, the old man and Xiao Mo Ran depended on each other and lived a poor and ordinary life.

"Is his true surname Fang?" "What is his origin?" "I have taken care of me for so many years, is it for something on me?" Lying on Chuang, repeatedly knocking on his head, thinking over and over again, but still had no clue.

Time travel has regenerated Mo Ran’s biggest secret. This secret is never possible to tell anyone, and no one would have thought that a ten-year-old child would recall his experiences in the past ten years when he was alone every night, trying to find clues about someone’s identity.

"It's already late at night? It's true that the night is as cool as water!" Mo Ran sighed, tightened the quilt on his body and looked at the room next door. Although it was separated by a wall, the old man's snoring still came through the thin wall.

"Are you a good person or a bad person?" whispered, slowly, Mo Ran fell asleep.
Chapter completed!