Accidentally bent the male lead [Transmigration Book]

The next morning.

On this sunny day, a ray of warm light shines into the window.

The golden brilliance was partially blocked by the curtains, and it looked mottled and beautiful.

That touch of golden skin broke into this cozy hut, and sprinkled the small bed that was a bit cramped for the person on the bed.

He Zhao's closed eyes were not used to the mild sunlight.

Even when he was sleeping, those slender eyebrows were furrowed tightly, making one wish to iron them with an iron, so as to soothe his troubled mind and solve his problems.

After a while, the person on the bed moved a few times.

Lifting the quilt, He Zhao yawned and immediately sat up.

He looked around reflexively and guardedly, and took a look around.

An ordinary bedroom.

It was too narrow for He Zhao who was used to enjoying life.

Although I have suffered more in the past six months, and the bed is hard, I think it would be good if I had a bed to sleep in before.

For He Zhao, the decoration is particularly lacking in style.

Several pictures of sexy girls in bikinis were pasted on the white walls.

Naturally, He Zhao doesn't like this kind of beauty, mainly because he thinks posting such things in the room is particularly out of style.

A table and chairs with some books scattered on it.

However, He Zhao, who has excellent eyesight, saw the dust on the surface and knew that the owner of these books would not touch them at all.

By the way, I am no longer in the original world!

Suddenly remembering what happened yesterday, the originally tense muscles relaxed.

His last decisive decision saved his life!

Although it is temporarily impossible to return to the original world because of the task.

But I believe that when I can go back, I will be able to revive the He family and avenge my thousands of innocent or deserving clansmen.

The He family is not all kind, which He Zhao will not deny.

Thinking of this, the sword eyebrows that were stretched out with great difficulty frowned again.

He will never forget what happened half a year ago, all his relatives!parents!Siblings!tribe!They were all buried in that dark red world!

In He Zhao's eyes at that time, the whole world was full of blood, covered with the blood of the He family!

Closing his black eyes filled with hatred, He Zhao shook his head, forcing himself not to think about those bad memories.

He twitched the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner. It seemed that he was used to living a hard life, but he was not used to a comfortable life.

"It's really safe..." He breathed a sigh of relief, and looked down at his wounds. The wounds on his body had basically been bandaged.

During the period of being hunted down, He Zhao didn't have much time to heal his wounds.

He didn't dare to go to the hospital, he was afraid that if he was not careful, he would be found by those people, and he would live a life without seeing the sun, bleeding more than he had in the past twenty years.

Because of wearing a mask on his face, he couldn't see the paleness of excessive blood loss.

The only bad thing is that I have no clothes to wear. Although my previous clothes are similar to this world, they are already tattered and stained with a lot of blood. I can't wear them anymore.

The ticking clock on the bedside showed that it was past six o'clock.

The summer sun is always bright, and it is a bit dazzling. How long has it been since I took a good look at the sun?

Well, even if I have nothing to do, I don't have that interest in enjoying the sunshine.

The most important thing now is not revenge, but a mission!

In my mind, I thought about the bad novel I saw yesterday.

Through novels, He Zhao has mastered a lot of information about the world.

This world is basically the same as the world I live in, except that there are no foreigners in my original world, which is martial arts!

People in this world basically don't learn martial arts, and even those who occasionally practice martial arts don't have a trace of internal strength at all, and naturally there is no distinction between high and low levels like in my own place. (The level refers to the personal master of the school flower)

For me, the internal strength from high to low is heaven and earth black and yellow respectively.

Tiandi Xuanhuang is divided into high, middle and elementary to distinguish strength.

No wonder the protagonist is invincible relying on the system's own force value.

From He Zhao's point of view, the protagonist's strength after the finale is only at the elementary level of the heavenly rank, and he is now at the middle rank of the heavenly rank.

In my original world, the only one who could achieve this level of strength at my age was the head of the He family 700 years ago.

In other words, my ancestors relied on the system to reach such heights!

Since then, there has never been such a genius in the whole of China (the only country in He Zhao's plane)!

Of course, except for myself.

And he was just a mysterious master.

Don't underestimate the Xuan rank, which other family can reach the Xuan rank before the age of 24 besides the He family?

The geniuses of the He family are of course not because of their own genetic inheritance, but because of the system!

The two patriarchs who were considered masters by the system exchanged a lot of good things for the benefit of future generations.

Among them, the most precious one is the "Sky Profound Pill"!

It is a kind of elixir that can possess the middle-level realm of heaven after taking it.

Currently, there are no more than ten heaven-level masters on the bright side.

The He family only had one Sky Profound Pill, and no one dared to use it for hundreds of years.

This time it was about the life and death of the He family, so he gave the only Tianxuan pill to He Zhao, hoping that He Zhao could avenge the He family, and no matter how bad it was, he would leave the last blood of the He family.

Of course, in China, there is no such thing as elixir that can only be found in fantasy novels.

Other ordinary people without a system can only rely on their own efforts.

It would be nice for a person with poor talent to reach the senior yellow rank in his lifetime.

It is precisely because of the magic of the elixir that so many people flock to the system, and no matter how powerful the He family is, it cannot hold back the large number of people...

Sighing, He Zhao sat on the bed and sorted out the information in the original book.

Another difference is that my own characters are called traditional characters here, which are basically no longer used in this country, and they generally use simplified characters.

Another kind is English. Nowadays, many people in this country don't pay much attention to Chinese, and speak English as the fashion.

In the original book, the protagonist's English is ashamed even if he is a foreigner.

He Zhao couldn't understand this point. In He Zhao's eyes, Chinese language is profound and profound, and the writing is beautiful. Why should he learn other languages?

Hundreds of years ago in China, there were people who tried to replace Xuanwen with a new language, [the name of Chinese in the world in which He Zhao lived] and almost succeeded in making Xuanwen disappear in the long river of history!

However, there is no such thing as English in He Zhao's world. Everyone thinks that Xuanwen is the most beautiful language in the world.

【system. 】Communication with consciousness and system was not taught to He Zhao by the system.

He Zhao noticed this function when reading the original novel, and it won't be too troublesome to summon the system in front of people in the future.

For such a convenient function, it is impossible for He Zhao to leave it unused, so he imitated the original protagonist!

If there were no accidents, the system should have belonged to Lin Muyang, so He Zhao took what originally belonged to the protagonist.

He Zhao will not feel guilty for this, people will not be destroyed for themselves!Isn't this human nature?

He is also a human being, and of course he is no exception. How could He Zhao return the system to Lin Muyang after suffering so much for the system? Anyway, this little fool will not come back now.

"Master, what do you need?" The cold mechanical voice appeared the moment He Zhao summoned it, as emotionless as ever.

[Give me some clothes and daily necessities. 】

.Commonly used daily necessities in the system store are basically free, and some rare and precious items naturally need to be exchanged for points.

What's in it and the function of the system, He Zhao has already understood it clearly through the original work, so there is basically no need to ask.

"Yes, master." After receiving the order, 3791 efficiently packed the clothes and other supplies into the suitcase and sent them to He Zhao.

Rather than sending it, it would be better to say it appeared in front of He Zhao out of thin air.

3791 comes with a huge storage space, yes, it is the kind written in fantasy novels.

The easy-to-carry storage bag contains all the things that can be bought in the system. As long as He Zhao chooses to exchange, the things will come out of the storage bag automatically.

After getting over the embarrassment of having nothing to wash and clothes to wear, He Zhao turned to look at Lin Muyang who was sleeping on the floor not far away.

He slept really well, and there was no movement until He Zhao finished washing.

After walking and kicking a few times, Lin Muyang woke up leisurely.

At first he was a little dazed when he saw He Zhao, but after a while he said to himself, "So it's not a dream..." Lin Muyang didn't know whether he should be happy or worried?

"Of course it's not a dream. Let me remind you friendly, if you don't go to school, you will be late." After speaking, he pointed to the alarm clock.

"Oh." But seeing that Lin Muyang got up and tidied the quilt calmly, he was not in a hurry at all.

This was not what He Zhao expected. He Zhao knew that it was not a matter of a day or two for him to be late, and he was used to it, so there was no need to worry.

It seems that I have to change this kid.

In his heart, he is obsessed with learning, and he can start with this aspect to change.

Lin Muyang, who was still in the third year of junior high school, was framed for cheating by an unruly rich second generation in the final exam. His parents were furious. Absolute distaste for school, learning.

Touching Lin Muyang's messy short hair, He Zhao smiled and said, "From today onwards, if you are not late, I can teach you how to develop internal strength first."

Dodging He Zhao's callused hands in disgust after years of martial arts practice, Lin Muyang naturally knows about internal strength, but he has only seen this kind of thing in martial arts dramas.

Therefore, he was dubious about He Zhao's words, and Lin Muyang hurriedly got up to wash up and planned to go to school with the mentality that he would rather believe what he said or not.

Before leaving the room, he said to He Zhao who was reading his textbook: "Don't go out in disorder, it won't be good if my parents see you later!

"Your parents, I will take care of it." Look down on him, when Lin Muyang comes back, he will know what he is capable of.

It's a pity that Lin Muyang couldn't get He Zhao's point at all, and hurriedly said: "Don't use violence against my parents! They are all honest people!"

"First, I promise not to use violence. Second, you're going to be late, so go to school quickly."

He Zhao was a little speechless when he was suspected of being someone who could only use force but had no brains.

And that person was skeptical about his guarantee, and said "you promise!"

When Lin Muyang was completely gone, He Zhao opened the door of his room and walked out openly.

Father Lin had already gone to work at this time.

He works on the construction site, which is not only tiring, but also dangerous.

Lin Muyang didn't know what his father did.

Father Lin was afraid that his son would worry about him, and that his son would be ridiculed by his classmates. Unfortunately, Lin Muyang didn't know his parents' painstaking efforts.

Father Lin was not there, and only Mother Lin and herself, who hadn't gone to work, were left in this small house.

Mother Lin, who was concentrating on eating, saw a shadow on the table and looked up suspiciously. Suddenly there was a person in front of her who was a little stunned. She took a step back vigilantly and said hesitantly: "You are"