Chapter 2 Xuantian Continent

Xuantian Continent is a world of fighting spirit and magic. The entire continent is extremely wide. No one knows how big the Xuantian Continent is. Only knows that there are human races, beast races, and some secret ancient races here.

It was late autumn, and the leaves began to turn yellow, and the maple leaves all over the mountain fell with the wind, which seemed to add a hint of depression. At this time, a cry came from a huge courtyard in a small town called Liying Town, with helplessness and heartache.

In the wide yard, dozens of people were densely surrounded by men and women, all dressed in the underworld. A middle-aged man stood quietly in the crowd, his face was angry, but the most was helpless.

The middle-aged man is called Yuezishan, and he is the owner of this courtyard. The Yue family passed on to him is like this now. Apart from a few half-dead shops on the street, dozens of people in the Yue family have no income, and the Yue family's status in this small town is getting worse day by day.

Yue Zishan sighed slightly. If it were hundreds of years ago, how could such a thing happen? The Yue family was extremely powerful at that time. Even in the entire Xuantian Continent, it was a powerful family. It was only because of its own strength that it was too low to revive the grand occasion of the Yue family back then.

A corpse was quietly lying beside Yue Zishan. It was his youngest son Yue Cheng. Not long after, Yue Cheng knelt in front of him and kowtowed three times, and suddenly rushed to the wall and bumped into it. It was too late for him to save him.

Squatting beside Yue Cheng, crying was the old servant Feng Sao who grew up watching Yue Cheng since childhood, and Su Xiner, the cousin who had the best relationship with Yue Cheng. Seeing his son dying beside him, Yue Zishan's eyes had already become wet.

Yue Cheng was lying on the ground at the age of sixteen or seventeen. He looked handsome, over 1.75 meters tall, and his physique was not strong but also solid. Although he closed his eyes, it was not difficult to see that he had been in a state of depressedness during his lifetime.

"Young Master, how can you be so stupid? You are so young, and it's no big deal to break off the engagement. When the lady left, she handed you over to me. If you leave, how can I explain to the lady in the future?" Feng Sao held Yue Cheng's body and kept crying with heartache. She watched the young master grow up since childhood, and she had long regarded the young master as her child. She knew her heartache at this time.

"Cousin, you are so stupid. You haven't done anything you promised me, so you ignore me." Sixteen-year-old Su Xiner also sobbed softly.

Many servants couldn't help crying lightly. This young master has been very nice to them since he was a child and never treated them as servants.

"Okay, Mrs. Feng, you arrange to bury the young master." Yue Zishan held back the tears in his eyes. At this time, his heart felt as if he had been cut by a knife, but he could not cry. The Yue family still had to rely on him to support him. After that, Yue Zishan walked inside and took a look, and his tears were about to shed. For the sake of the Yue family, he must not cry.

Yue Zishan slowly walked into the Yue family's secret room and gently closed the door. At this moment, he finally couldn't help but burst into tears, and he collapsed on the ground weakly. He clenched his fists with his hands, his eyes were red, and he murmured: "Cheng'er, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for your mother, I'm just blamed me for being useless."

"Sister Feng, don't be too sad. Let's bury the young master first." A middle-aged servant said to Mrs. Feng slightly.

"Bury the young master." Mrs. Feng cried with tears in her face, and replied slightly as she listened to the servant's words. The young master is dead, and she also knows that no matter how much she cries, it is useless. It is better to let the young master be buried first.

"No, Mrs. Feng, look, my cousin's hand has just moved. My cousin is not dead yet, he is still alive." Su Xin'er suddenly said to everyone. She had just seen her cousin's hand move slightly. This was definitely not an illusion, it was something she saw clearly.

"Miss cousin, the young master is dead, don't be too sad." Mrs. Feng also looked at Su Xiner with heartache. This young lady's life is even worse than that of the young master. She had no parents when she was born. The master brought her over to the Yue family to raise her. Since she was a child, the young master treated her best and treated her as her own sister.

"No, Mrs. Feng, I really saw my cousin's hand moving. Believe me, really." Su Xiner said to Mrs. Feng anxiously.

Seeing Su Xiner's serious expression, Mrs. Feng also half-believed and half-doubtedly checked the young master's body again. Suddenly, Mrs. Feng said loudly: "Come on the young master to the room and notify the master that the young master's heartbeat again. The young master is not dead. He is alive, he is alive."

Just as the last thunder struck Lu Feng, Lu Feng tried his best to get out of his body with his last trace of true energy. Then the terrifying thunder and lightning swept him into the boundless black hole. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the constraints of the black hole. He even clearly saw that his body was broken and his soul power gradually weakened, and then he became farther and farther away from the ground, entering the boundless dark void.

I don’t know how long it took, but Lu Feng slowly opened his eyes, felt extremely painful in his mind, and his whole body felt uncomfortable.

"Cousin, you are awake, Sister Feng, come quickly, cousin is awake." As soon as Lu Feng opened his eyes, a beautiful but extremely haggard face was imprinted into his eyes.

"Young Master, you finally woke up. You scared Mama Feng to death. How about it? Are you hungry? Mama Feng will make delicious food for you." A slightly old face imprinted into Lu Feng's eyes, and the old face was filled with relief and joy.

"Ah" Lu Feng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head like a needle cone, and he fainted.

"I'm not dead, where is this? Why is my cultivation gone? How could I come here?" Lu Feng's soul was fainting, but he didn't sleep. He thought carefully about how he would have such a thing, but he only knew that he wanted to protect his soul and escape from the sky thunder. Who knew that the soul was swallowed by the sky thunder and entered the void. Everything changed when he woke up.

"Why is there a soul here? This soul is so weak. I just happened to be very weak. I devoured this soul first and added it." Lu Feng controlled his soul and slowly swallowed another soul in his mind.

An hour later, Lu Feng spent a lot of time and finally swallowed the other soul, and all the memories in the soul were poured into his mind.

"It turns out that this is not China anymore. This is Xuantian Continent, it is another world. A wisp of my soul travels to another world indestructible." Lu Feng murmured in his heart.
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