Not a big brother for many years [Quick Transmigration]

In winter, the Cangyun Continent is covered with ice and snow.

In an extremely remote village, Zhong Huan sat in a thatched hut and breathed on his hands.

The system did not bring him to this world, but he brought the system. Zhong Huan was very sure that he had been to this world before, and he was still a very high status person.

Originally thought that after coming to this world, he would directly replace his original identity, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a coma in an extremely remote place.

Feeling the bone-chilling coldness of his body, Zhong Huan's face was indeed quite dark when he first arrived, but he soon realized that this time it was soul wear again.

It is impossible for the system to tamper with, just forcibly shutting himself in the small dark room to hypnotize himself, saying that Zhong Huan can't break through the small dark room, it really makes people speechless.

The fact that he couldn't come in his real body meant that this world couldn't afford his real body, or in other words, he fled away again.

When he realized that the spiritual energy in this world was quite abundant, Zhong Huan had already started to absorb the energy in the air spontaneously, not to mention anything else, at least to warm up his body.

He has traveled through too many worlds. For him, all the energy of different media is a kind of energy in itself, and the way to use it is quite straightforward.

Just like eating and drinking like a whale entering the sea.

Hold all the power in the body, keep what the body can bear, and spit out what the body can't bear.

Opening his eyes again, all the snow around Zhong Huan had melted, and grass even sprouted on the ground.

It's certainly not winter passing and spring blooming.This is just a slight change under the influence of his spiritual power.

The next thing he faced was the thunder that struck his head.

Zhong Huan: ...

I didn't control it, and built the foundation directly.

The energy contained in the lightning that was simply chopped down was not enough for him to step directly into the golden core, so that he would not be struck by lightning again the next second after absorbing the lightning as energy in his body.

After finally regaining consciousness, what Zhong Huan saw was his tattered clothes, and after the corners of his mouth twitched for a long time, he heard the sound of solid footsteps.

The man looked at Zhong Huan paralyzed on the ground with his whole body in pitch black, startled, and said in a strange accent, "Xiao Huanzi, why are you here?"

It was an uncle who was covered in a lot of clothes and looked very rough, at least compared to Zhong Huan, a teenager in his teens, that was indeed the case.

Zhong Huan replied when he heard the question, "I'm just hungry and wanted to find something."

And it just so happened that his stomach grumbled.

Of course, the establishment of the foundation is already capable of bigu, but the premise of this is to imitate the food placed in the stomach with spiritual power, so that the body will spontaneously think that it has eaten something, and then start to digest it.

And spiritual power can also provide the trace elements needed by the human body, etc., relatively speaking, it can reach the level of bigu.

But... isn't mutton soup fragrant?

The uncle directly carried Zhong Huan home.

When Zhong Huan knew nothing about the current situation, the system locked in the small dark room timidly sent him a part of the information.

His body is a simulated existence.

After the Heavenly Dao of this world drew Zhong Huan to this place, he directly created a body for him with bare hands, and changed the consciousness of some people in the nearby village, so when this uncle saw Zhong Huan, he appeared The first sentence is like calling a eunuch.

Xiao Huanzi said that he didn't quite accept the name.

When the uncle carried Zhong Huan back to the house built of stones, the uncle lit the bonfire immediately, put Zhong Huan beside the bonfire, and took out a piece of clothes that looked very thick by the way, wrapped him up.

"It's so cold, Xiao Huanzi, what do you think you're going out to find to eat?! It's better to just ask for something in the village than to go out to find it. What if you freeze to death outside!"

The identity transmitted by the system and Tiandao in Zhong Huan's mind is set to be that he is a child who grew up eating a lot of food in Zhongjia Village.

When he was about one or two years old, he was thrown into this village by someone, and then everyone helped each other, collected some food, built some house furniture and so on, and raised him up.

The uncle who brought Zhong Huan home was none other than the one who first discovered Zhong Huan, who was over one year old.

He was the one who gave the name Zhong Huan. Everyone in the village was surnamed Zhong. Huan was the Taoist name of an immortal who passed by here before and helped Zhong's Village. The one-year-old child looked like Fen Diao When the jade was built, it looked like that little fairy baby, so it got such a name.

While Zhong Huan was thinking about this information, Uncle Zhong had already added a pot to the bonfire, and then chopped a few pieces of mutton bones into it. Finally, when the soup was almost cooked, he took out a hard one from nowhere. When breaking it, Uncle Zhong threw the steamed buns that hadn't been broken several times into the mutton soup and soaked them out.

Zhong Huan stared at the steaming bowl of soup, and when it was stuffed into his hand, he was stunned for a while, and finally said, "This year's winter is so long, uncle doesn't have much food in his house, right? "

Not only that, even when he was thinking about the information before, his eyes couldn't help but imprint everything in the room in his mind.

The wooden barrels containing the water had long since frozen, and there was no sign of breaking them. The current time is calculated according to 24 hours, and it is probably five or six o'clock in the afternoon, and it is getting dark.

The steamed buns that have been frozen so hard can't be chewed even by the uncle's teeth, so they have to be soaked in hot water.

In other words, the uncle probably didn't eat all day, just to save some rations, but when he found him, he still brought Zhong Huan back without hesitation, and cooked a pot of soup by the way.

Uncle Zhong's voice was buzzing, "Eat your food, you call me uncle, I won't make you unable to eat."

After that, I was like a ball, huddled around the campfire, without saying a word, and without eating the soup in the pot.

Zhong Huan finally drank the sheep soup in the bowl, and the extra memory told him that this sheep was raised by Uncle Zhong himself before winter came, and this year's winter was much earlier than in the past.

Many experienced old people said that this winter may be extremely long, Uncle Zhong slaughtered the sheep early, and now looking at the stock in this small room, I am afraid it will not last long.

Worrying about food was something Zhong Huan hadn't experienced in a long time.

Although there were a lot of thoughts in his mind, when he finally heard the small snoring sound from Uncle Zhong, his heart was peaceful.

The bonfire was quickly extinguished. Because of the cold night, the uncle rolled over to the embers of the bonfire several times at night. Zhong Huan was afraid that he would accidentally be covered in ashes, so he simply walked to Uncle Zhong and sat down. Withstood half of Uncle Zhong's body.

When he woke up, his legs were numb. Uncle Zhong looked at Zhong Huan without saying a word, and finally a breath came out of his nose, and he took him aside.

The mutton soup, which had been frozen into a large lump of ice, was melted again by the re-established bonfire.

Uncle Zhong's stomach made a loud sound.

One meal a day during this season is enough to keep you alive.

When spring comes, everything will be fine.

Not just Uncle Zhong, everyone in this village thinks so.

When the belated Dao of Heaven finally appeared in Zhong Huan's mind, something changed.

【My lord, welcome back. 】

Zhong Huan looked at the way of heaven in this world, and it took him a long time to realize what his former identity was.

After Venerable Huanzhi and the king of the demon clan died together, the Cangyun Continent returned to the long-lost peace.

But even though Huanzhi Venerable Zhong Huan's soul is scattered, he has already left this world, so it can be regarded as true.

But the demon king Zhaoyuan and the demon king Chu Yu have been reincarnated and rebuilt, and are about to return to the throne.

The unexpectedly long and endless winter in Cangyun Continent is just a beautiful but deadly scenery before the storm.

Zhong Huan looked at the Dao of Heaven in his mind, and said after a long silence, 【Come on, what do you want me to do? 】

[Nowadays, the monster race and the demon race have been fully united. Chu Yu and Zhaoyuan have not returned to their positions yet, but the two races are already ready to attack the human race. March next year will be the time to officially attack the human race's territory, which is only six months away. .

Although I believe that the way of heaven is based on the human race, there is no way to stop it.In the early years, when I deduced the next situation early, I chose the daughter of destiny.But even though the daughter of destiny enjoys my protection, she has no intention of saving the human race.

On the contrary, Chu Yu Zhaoyuan and even his master Ming Jun were ambiguous, and said: "It is only fate if the human race is completely wiped out one day." She knew that she was the leader of the human race. The daughter, and the daughter of the emperor, is unwilling to accept the fate, and holds the golden finger I gave every day, and clamors "my fate is up to me".

It's just bewitched by color, very ignorant.

It's my fault...]

Tiandao vomited just thinking of this information.

The daughter of destiny who I fancy can save the world, I fucking want to open the harem all day long, no matter how good the golden finger I give, no matter how important the teacher who can guide the direction, it will eventually become a troublemaker, or There is double cultivation of acacia, which really makes the sky extremely sick.

Since Tiandao wants human beings to save human beings, it will naturally tell the person it chooses what kind of mission she has, but Lian Qi, the woman who got together with three men, just ignores all of this and treats it as wrong. It just exists.

The way of heaven can't directly intervene in the human world, it is disgusting. The daughter of destiny, but if she can control the demon king and the demon king with the art of the husband, it doesn't matter if she doesn't intervene in the human world, but that is just the worst strategy...

But the problem is that Lian Qi doesn't care about the indiscriminate killing of innocents by Chu Yu and Zhao Yuan, and the cruelty and killing of human beings.

Even if she is also a human race.

Zhong Huan squatted in this room where the temperature inside the room could reach minus ten degrees, listening to everything Tiandao said, the corners of his mouth twitched like he was in a sauna.

[You should be thankful that you still have some brains, do you know what you did wrong? 】

Tiandao felt guilty when he heard Zhong Huan's words.

Of course He knew, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Now that he has returned to this world, Zhong Huan, who originally wanted to bully the system, is also very embarrassed.

[I would like to ask for your help at the cost of my own relationship. 】