My nemesis is not right after rebirth

As night falls, the full moon is covered by the Yinhan Galaxy.

The top of the mountain is flooded with yellow sand, and only a little bit of greenery is visible.

Heiwu's sharp cry pierced his ears, and the cold wind Shuoshuo raised the curtain of the car, and the slightest chill hit his body.

As the carriage drove towards the mountains, all the greenery receded, leaving endless desolation.

The carriage stopped abruptly, and a person was removed from the carriage and thrown on the ground. The person's face was pale, the blood seeping from his chest stained a large piece of his robe, and he told everyone that he was dead.

The two men who carried the deceased out of the carriage took out their shovels and started digging up the soil.

Wei Heng floated in the air, looking expressionlessly at the hard-working people, and then at the two men who dug the pit and threw his body in to fill it up.

It wasn't until the two of them got into the carriage and turned around to leave that the expression on Wei Heng's face changed.

Wei Heng slowly squatted down to think, just squatting on the soil where his body was buried.

From his being killed by his cronies to the aftermath of his dead body, he can clearly see the state of his soul.

It's just that he died so silently and was even buried in an unknown mountain in the south of the Yangtze River, which he couldn't accept.

After all, he was also a famous powerful official before his death, so this way of death is too incompatible with his status.

So Wei Heng was thinking about what to do to let everyone know who killed him, and then come to dig out his body and bury it again.

Just when Wei Heng was thinking hard, a cold and emotionless voice came from his mind.

"Excuse me, are you Wei Heng, the eldest son of Prince Heng's Mansion?"

"I'm."

Wei Heng answered subconsciously, then realized and scanned the surroundings, and found that there was no one there, so he couldn't help but be puzzled.

Suddenly a sphere appeared in front of Wei Heng, the surface of the sphere glowed with faint blue fluorescence, shining brightly, twinkling.

Wei Heng looked at what suddenly appeared, narrowed his eyes, with a vigilant expression on his face.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

"I'm neither human nor ghost."

"Then what are you doing?"

"I am the throne competition system, number 571."

Although Wei Heng didn't know what the system was, he understood the four words "fighting for the throne". After a long silence, Fang spoke slowly, with a casual tone.

"It's useless for you to find me now. I'm a lonely ghost and can't help you. Why don't you go to Yanjing to find those princes. They must be very happy."

"I don't like those idiots."

The system's voice was still cold, but Wei Heng could hear deep disgust from it, and his expression was weird.

Is it really okay for you to dislike those princes so much?After all, he is of the direct blood of the orthodox royal family.

Although the brains of those princes are not very good, but in terms of blood, I don't know where they are going.

The system seemed to understand Wei Heng's thoughts from his face, and spoke again.

"If you want, I will bring you back to the time when you first entered the court at the age of 16, and I will help you win the throne."

Wei Heng laughed when he heard that, he didn't care if he won the throne or not, but when he could be reborn as a boy, he had to admit that he was moved.

After all, it means that he can do everything again, and it also means that he can meet Rong Chen again.

Wei Heng's face showed a look of joy that was forcibly suppressed by him, but under his eyes was a deep wariness and gloom.

"Okay, I agree."

The blue fluorescent light around the system flew towards Wei Heng bit by bit, gradually enveloping him in the fluorescent light, and the cold voice entered Wei Heng's mind again.

"Starting to bind host Wei Heng, binding 1%..."

"...22%..."

"...100%...binding successful."

With the sound of the successful binding, Wei Heng gradually lost consciousness, only feeling that everything in front of him was blurred, and he fell unconscious when his eyes were dark.

When he woke up again, the wilderness was no longer in front of him, but his own room.

Wei Heng looked at the familiar furnishings in the room, and then at his own body, it really looked like he was 16 years old.