C1 (1/2)

In the Martial Continent, alchemy is the most popular. In the Martial Continent, there are the eighteen regions of the Nine Prefectures and the eighteen territories of the Nine Prefectures are occupied by the three great empires. They are the Divine Martial Empire, the Great Yan Empire, and the Jade Dragon Empire. ”

In a hut in a corner of a small town on the edge of the Empire, ”a young beggar was lying on his back. He was eleven or twelve years old, and he lived on begging. No one in the small town knew his name.

Even more so, no one knew of his origins. They only knew that he had come to a small town to beg for money for nearly two years.

The kids in the town were all happy with the bullying. The eleven or twelve year old man looked like he was only seven or eight years old.

This beggar girl had not been out begging for two days. It was not that he did not want to go out begging, but his soul had quietly changed. From the bottom of his heart, he was no longer the beggar girl.

Two days ago, Little Qian had already died from illness due to the thunderstorm. By coincidence, Liu Xiaobing from the 21st century replaced his dead soul and became the Little Qian now.

In the eyes of the crowd, this was truly an inconceivable matter. Even Liu Xiaobie himself felt that it was inconceivable.

He clearly remembered that because he was gambling, he owed a bunch of debts, and even his parents helped him pay them back. But because there were too many of them, he had no choice but to kick him out of the house and let him fend for himself.

Before he was 26 years old, he was filial to his parents, was very good to his girlfriend, was able to help his friends and family, borrowed money to help his friends, and became infatuated with the Internet.

Two nights ago, when he was desperate and alone in the police station, he was told that this was a gamble and that if you found out, you would be punished as well. In the end, with a glimmer of hope, he lost hope.

In the middle of the night, he walked on the roadside without any sense of purpose or strength. He regretted so much. He hated himself for letting out so much energy under a big tree. He punched and kicked.

He smacked his hands until they were dripping with blood under the tree. At this time, an egg-sized bead fell down from the tree and landed on his head, directly smashing him to death.

After waking up, he realized that he had been reborn. His first reaction was to look at his emaciated appearance and he was shocked. However, he slowly accepted the memory of the beggar.

Yan Wu Continent. Interesting.

However, the most interesting thing was his own identity. After his rebirth, he had become even more destitute and helpless. In this world, only martial arts were respected. If one wanted to become a supreme being, one had to be strong.

However, the problem now was how to survive. He had not eaten for two days and two nights.

My entire body is weak, and I even have a high fever, and I don't have any relatives or friends. No one cares about me, it seems that I won't be able to live much longer after I reincarnate.

Actually, what he didn't know was that there was a pearl in his mind protecting him, giving him a breath of air or else he would have died long ago.

At this moment, a few children and an aunt walked into the hut. They found that the beggar had not been out to beg for money for two days, so they assumed that the beggar had left the place.

When she came over to take a look, the aunt immediately noticed that the beggar did not leave, but was lying on the grass listlessly. She knew that something was going to happen to him, so she quickly told a little boy behind her to go home and get some food.

In less than five minutes, the little boy came back carrying a bowl of green vegetable porridge. The little boy was called Little Tiger, and was the aunt's youngest son.

He was so hungry that he could no longer speak. His whole body was burning with hunger. After he finished the porridge, he brought him home to boil some high-fever medicine. Two days later, Xiao Qi and Liu Xiaobie had survived a life threatening crisis.

Only on the third day did he wake up completely. At this moment, Liu Xiaobie was cutting grass in his nest. ”It's fine if they were smashed to death, but they almost starved to death. I felt like ten thousand horses galloping by.”

At this moment, Little Tiger Hu walked into the room and saw Little Beggar had woken up. He ran out to call his mother, and only then did Liu Xiaoyang realize that he had been saved by Lady Wang. He was not good at expressing himself.

Once Aunt Wang entered the room, she asked a long question, ”Child, where are you feeling unwell? Are you hungry?”

This simple sentence made Liu Xiaobie want to cry. He immediately thought of his mother.

Auntie Wang thought that Little Qian was starving and went out to get some food. Liu Xiaobie knew that Aunt Wang's family wasn't having a good time, so he could only reluctantly eat some of Aunt Wang's steamed buns.

After eating his fill, Liu Xiaobie sincerely said, ”Aunt, I'm fine now. Thank you for saving my life.”

He bowed deeply.

With that, he walked back to his own thatched hut and laid down on the thatch, thinking about how to survive in this world.

The beggar did not know a word before he died, and Liu Xiaobie also did not know the characters in this world. If he wanted to go out and beg again, it would be impossible, he could only find something to do.

It seemed that only by nurturing his emaciated body would he be able to practice martial arts.

That afternoon, he went to Auntie Wang's house to borrow a knife.

Auntie Wang saw that Little Qian was fiddling with something she couldn't understand, so she asked,

”What are you doing?”