System travel starting from Douluo

"Chuan'er, stop playing and go study." A beautiful woman said to a cute and innocent little shot.

"Yes." Xiao Zhengtai put down the phone, looked at his mother and nodded, her big watery eyes looking particularly bright.

Went toward the room to study.

This little shota is named Yangchuan, a cute and smart child who is only eight years old now.

He likes watching anime, reading novels, and eating snacks. He loves Fat House Happy Water the most. He is a filial child and is good at studies. Although he is not as exaggerated as the top ten, he can achieve the top twenty results.

However, when he was ten years old.

At the age of ten, Yangchuan was in elementary school. His home and school happened to be very close, so he went home by himself.

But that day, Yangchuan passed by a bank on his way home.

Unfortunately, as soon as Yangchuan arrived at the door of the bank, a group of people wearing black masks caught Yangchuan and dragged him inside the bank.

This was a group of people who robbed a bank. They happened to see Yang Chuan walking leisurely in front of the bank. They happened to be robbed by the robbers and became one of the hostages.

At that time, he was scared and anxious. He tried his best to resist, but to no avail. How could a ten-year-old child resist an adult, and not one.

Yangchuan used his teeth. The robber's arm hurt from Yangchuan's attack, and he punched Yangchuan on the head.

Yangchuan half fainted. Fortunately, these robbers were not using guns.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the special police had arrived.

Yangchuan woke up. Although there were some stars in front of his eyes, he was still awake.

He was a little unwilling and angry, but he was just a weak person, and he could only let the strong trample on him.

Yangchuan clenched his fists, and the veins on his arms popped out. His eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to cut the person who hit him into pieces. This was the anger from his blood. This was a noble blood. Not to be trampled by inferior bloodlines.

These robbers did not want to offend the police and released many hostages, leaving only Yangchuan.

They thought that because he was a child and had little strength, they could use him to escape.

The hostages were all taken away one after another, and the robbers put their guns to Yangchuan's head and slowly backed away.

This is undoubtedly a shame to Yangchuan, and he hates it.

Out of anger, Yang Chuan couldn't help but punch the robber in the stomach with his right hand.

The robbers never expected that Yangchuan, a child, would burst out with such strength under such circumstances, beating the robber who was carrying him into unbearable pain.

Yangchuan was relieved. He ran and ran. He wanted to go home. He ran and ran.

"boom!"

The robber shot, he really dared to shoot!

Yangchuan was hit.

Yangchuan fell.

He wondered if the Tao would just die like this. He was very unwilling to do so. He didn't want to die yet. He was afraid of death.

Blood began to overflow, and Yangchuan was covered in blood.

Several special police officers rushed forward and stopped the robbers. The ambulance doctor moved Tang Ran to a shelf and sent him to the hospital.

In these few seconds, Yangchuan felt that a long, long time had passed.

The final result was that Yangchuan survived. The bullet went into the back of his heart, but Yangchuan miraculously survived. It was simply a medical miracle.

Until Yangchuan was discharged from the hospital and returned home, he had indeed not left home for six years.

Yangchuan has never gone out since that day. He is afraid that as soon as he goes out, his legs will feel trembling, and he will think of what happened that day, as if it was happening again in front of Yangchuan's eyes.

Until that day, a turning point in his life subverted his world view.

My parents came back seriously injured and covered in blood.

"Dad, Mom, what's wrong with you?" Yang Chuan cried when he saw the blood stains on his parents' bodies.

"Chuan'er, in fact, we are ascetics, your father and I are both. Because of certain things, hidden in the world of mortals, we have never told you that we just want you to be an ordinary person. Now Your father and I don’t have much time left, there are some things I must tell you!”

"No, no, Mom and Dad will definitely be fine. You said that when I can go out, you will go sightseeing with me."

"Chuan'er, you have to know that this is a world where the weak eat the strong. Only the strong can survive. You must live well." Yangchuan's father said.

"No, I don't want to."

"Chuan'er, this is a Taoist practice. Ever since you were shot when you were ten years old, I knew you would embark on this path. We can't accompany you. If there is an afterlife, we will still be you, dad. Mom." After saying that, Yangchuan's mother died.

"A man, why are you crying? Remember, one must, survive, go." Dad also died.

Yangchuan cried for a whole hour.

At that moment, he froze, his face full of hatred, and the aura of killing surrounded him.

He came to the door.

After crossing that threshold, he did it. He came out, but he was not happy. He came out, and his parents would no longer be by his side.

He crossed this hurdle and broke this inner demon. He set the first goal in his life, revenge.

He wants revenge on the murderers of his parents.

At this time a person came.

"Hey, are you so worried? If I take action, those two people will definitely die. They still have to come and check.

Wai, kid, don't block the way, just stay away. "

Yangchuan's head slowly lifted up, and his pupils changed from black to blood red.

Very ferocious, like a crazy beast.

He grasped it, grasped a sword, a killing sword.

"What's going on, third level, not the body of a dragon evil, born third level, hahaha, I didn't expect a genius to fall into my hands. I haven't killed the genius yet." Na Zai stuck out his scarlet tongue, Looking at Yangchuan like prey.

However, Yangchuan killed this man with a sword.

For a man, a third-level sword just scratches his itch.

However, unexpectedly, the man was pierced by Yangchuan's sword.

"How is that possible?" The man said his last words before dying.

"I am the dead body of a dragon evil, born at the seventh level." After Yangchuan finished speaking, the man also died.

The sword that killed the man was called the Linchen Sword.

And what Yangchuan said about the dragon's dead body was really reflected by his physique.

A year later, Yangchuan was born, shocking the monastic world with his peak ninth-order strength. He was the youngest ninth-order person in the world. Even the veteran ninth-order people could only avoid Yangchuan when they saw him.

Yangchuan also took his revenge. Before he died, he only wanted to pursue the tenth level of the legendary realm.

It was not until half a year later that Yangchuan reached the tenth level and then reached the peak of cultivation.

Finally came, he died.

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