(I will try my best to update the new book as steadily as possible, with one chapter at 12:00 p.m., one chapter at 8:00 a.m., and one chapter at 4:00 p.m.)

After all, this was the first time for Xuanyuan to see such a ferocious monster, and he was so frightened that his hands and feet were trembling. How had Xuanyuan ever seen such a big monster bear in his previous life?I shouted in my heart:

"I finally have a chance to be reborn. Am I going to die here? If even a demon bear in front of me can kill me, why should I be called Xuanyuan? Give it a try!"

In the moment of life and death, the blood in Xuanyuan's body was completely aroused. He grabbed the rusty black dagger at his waist, stood up despite the pain, exploded to his limit, jumped suddenly, and wiped it towards the demon bear's neck. This dagger was long.It was 40 centimeters, more like a small sword. The moment Xuanyuan held the black dagger, he suddenly had a very strange feeling, but he couldn't explain what it was. Anyway, he couldn't care about that much now, so Xuanyuan didn't think much about it.

The demon bear seemed to have gained intelligence. When he saw the tattered dagger, a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes and he bit towards the dagger.

However, the moment the demon bear's sharp fangs bit the dagger, the fangs shattered inch by inch and blood flowed out.

The moment the blood stained the dagger, it suddenly exploded like a living thing and turned into countless thin black threads, which directly plunged into the demon bear's head and entangled it tightly. Not only that, even Xuanyuan's hand holding the dagger seemed to be tightly glued together.

Xuanyuan's body suddenly shook, and countless black threads condensed into a black light that penetrated into his body. Xuanyuan only felt that the injuries on his body were gradually getting better, and his strength was gradually expanding. In Xuanyuan's frightened eyes, the demon bear struggled for a moment, and its body quickly shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally only a piece of fur remained.

Today, the wounds on my body have scabbed and healed quickly, and my hunger has completely disappeared. I feel that my whole body is full of strength. Looking at the dagger in my hand, a few mottled rusts have fallen off. After a few fleeting black lights, it has become the same as before.

Just now, in the thin line between life and death, the ferocity in Xuanyuan's bones was aroused, but after it was over, Xuanyuan was shocked into a cold sweat, his whole body was wet, and he was breathing heavily. All of this made him feel incredible. Even in this body's previous memory, such a situation had never happened!

After a pause, Xuanyuan came to his senses and quickly cut open the demon bear's fur with a dagger, as you should know that this could be sold for a lot of money.

Because he had obtained the memory of this body, Xuanyuan also cut it very smoothly on how to cut the fur in order to sell it at the highest price. Moreover, the demon bear was sucked clean by that weird power, and all flesh and blood was gone. It was also very easy to cut. After doing all this, Xuanyuan folded up the thick fur of the demon bear. Looking at the demon bear with intact skeleton, his eyes lit up:

"The bones of a demon bear can also be sold for a lot of money!"

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the originally intact skeleton exploded in an instant, turning into fly ash and scattering in the wind. Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He sighed, and suddenly saw a blood-red inner elixir the size of a pebble lying quietly on the ground.

Xuanyuan naturally knew the preciousness of this inner elixir, and was very happy. In this way, as long as he sold the inner elixir, he could buy good elixirs and good equipment to ensure his own safety to the maximum extent.

"In my previous life, these were all nonsense. I didn't expect that this world would be so magical. It seems that my dream of becoming an immortal and flying in the clouds is no longer a dream!"

Xuanyuan suddenly felt heroic and high-spirited. At this moment, Lone Star had a small wild boar in his mouth, which was considered a fruitful harvest.

"Where is Gu Yue?" When Xuanyuan saw Gu Xing, he immediately thought of Gu Yue. Even if Gu Yue died, he must be buried properly.

Lone Star seemed to understand Xuanyuan's words, a trace of sadness flashed in his wolf eyes, and he shook his head.

Xuanyuan knew that Gu Yue would never be found again, and his heart ached:

Xuanyuan knew from his memory that his home was in a towering tree not far from here.

One man and one wolf, walking slowly and unhurriedly towards their home. As he walked, Xuanyuan read his memory. Inside this towering tree, he dug out one by one with a seemingly rusty and extremely blunt dagger. There was a simple bed inside, a sheet made of magic tiger skin, and other tree walls were covered with his trophies.A complete piece of devil wolf skin is spread on the ground. In the imagination, it is a warm little home. In the center of the tree house is a deep pit with a diameter of about 1 meter, which is used for daily cooking. In this kind of wilderness, the smoke can easily attract the attention of others. As long as people find it, they may end up dead without burial. It can be imagined how dangerous this world is.

Xuanyuan saw from his memory that people like him who lived independently would either join the family in Yuehuang City and work as a slave thug in the family, or become a mercenary and have people hire bodyguards, or do some shady things, luck.Those who are good and have good qualifications will be accepted as disciples by some sects. From then on, they will have no worries about food and clothing. They only need to practice or complete the tasks of the sect. Those who are unlucky will be robbed of everything and killed. Women may be raped first and then killed.

At this moment, Xuanyuan felt that he was still so helpless and how difficult it was to break out of his own world in this strange and cruel world. He wanted to take revenge on Yue Jue, the son of the city lord in Yuehuang City. Is there any hope?

Feeling a little discouraged, Xuanyuan knew that what people fear most is lack of spirit, lack of courage, lack of principles, and lack of own will. Without these, a person can only live like a zombie, so Xuanyuan made up his mind.

"No matter what method I use, I will definitely avenge you. Since I am attached to your body, this is the only reward I can give you. Your soul and Gu Yue's soul, look at me, and I will definitely fulfill my oath."

Once again, when Xuanyuan was encouraging himself, he had already reached the door of his house. He opened the tree door from a very private place. Everything was not much different from what he imagined.

However, when Xuanyuan led Lone Star into the tree house and looked at his tree bed, he was stunned.

Xuanyuan rubbed his eyes and froze for a moment. He saw a woman, wearing a strapless snow-white silk dress, with long hair hanging casually behind her, like the finest black silk, down to her waist. She had a jade body, round shoulders, delicate and perfect collarbones, and a small piece of breasts exposed. Her watery, white and tender skin made Xuanyuan swallow his saliva. His eyes widened and he looked straight at it.

"It's all in vain. I've never seen such a beautiful woman in my whole life. It's a profit to take another look. A thousand Widow Zhao is not as beautiful as one of her fingers..."

Xuanyuan, who was often taken to peek at Widow Zhao's bathing by an old beggar who was not bad in nature but somewhat lustful, felt his blood boiling all over his body at this moment.

The expression on that perfect melon-seed face gives people a sense of tranquility, with a hint of sadness hidden in it. There is a tiny drop of water hanging on her long eyelashes. The calm expression and a touch of fragrant blush give people a sense of peace in the heart for no reason, which is indescribable.

Maybe it's because every once in a while, I would peek at Xuanyuan where Widow Zhao was taking a bath. I followed her face to see her breasts, her casually placed jade hands, her slender waist, and her snow-white dress, which covered her knees, revealing her pair of lustrous jade feet. From the outline of the dress, you could imagine the slender, straight jade legs of the woman in front of you.

Bang bang, bang bang, Xuanyuan felt his violent heartbeat. Although he didn't know who the woman in front of him was, this was his own home. She was still sleeping on his bed. It was a bit outrageous. If it was outrageous, it would be outrageous. Xuanyuan plucked up the courage, and with a little nervousness, walked step by step on the carpet covered with magic wolf skin.

"Where's the butt? I haven't seen the butt yet. The old beggar said that the butt needs to be the same as the fifteenth moon to look good..."

Any passionate vows were thrown out of the window by Xuanyuan in an instant.

Xuanyuan held his breath and stepped forward step by step. The woman's strapless silk dress squeezed out a ditch on her chest because she was lying on her side. The silk dress that clung to her body even more outlines her perfect hip shape. As he got closer to the woman, Xuanyuan smelled a natural body fragrance emanating from the woman's body, which was refreshing and refreshing.

"Perfect... This is perfect... Thank God, you are indeed fair and gave me such a beautiful woman for no reason."

Xuanyuan was so excited that he stretched out his hand and pushed the woman's arm. When he touched the woman's jade arm, Xuanyuan burst into tears again, thanking God.

"No matter how good the touch is, it can't be more than this. This is perfect, so slippery..."

Holding back his excited and boiling soul, Xuanyuan coughed and whispered unnaturally:

In this cry like a mosquito, Xuanyuan had no intention of actually waking up the woman, but he didn't expect that the woman actually woke up. A pair of beautiful eyes suddenly opened, giving people an indescribable ethereal look, like an elf, full of endless charm and temptation, but the woman's expression wasIt was so cold that Xuanyuan only felt a flash in front of his eyes. He didn't even see the woman's movements clearly. He only felt a pain in his forehead. He flew out and rolled two or three times. Xuanyuan rolled like a donkey and stood up. He covered his forehead with one hand and pointed at the frost beauty in front of him and roared:

The Frost Beauty looked at the stunned boy in front of her and smiled sweetly. Her smile could captivate an entire country, but that was all.

Xuanyuan, who was originally extremely angry, suddenly became stupid. All his anger disappeared. The woman in front of him put aside her fairy-like appearance. Xuanyuan had been a beggar for so many years, and he could feel the warmth and warmth of people, good people and bad people. At least in Xuanyuan's opinion, the woman in front of him was not bad and could be considered a good person.