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"Master Yang, I heard that you beat Wang Shu again at the school gate today?"
"He just has itchy skin and wants to be beaten!"
"I really like you!"
"Go, go, go, I don't see such a young person in my eyes."
"..."
Outside the trees, two female students in school uniforms were whispering.
The girl named "Yang Daxia" has straight hair and a ponytail with bangs, clear eyes, white complexion, smooth curves, and a slim and slender body.
However, despite her delicate appearance, she has a very high martial arts value and excellent skills. She is definitely not a showy person who is only insignificant but useless. Not to mention the male classmates in the class, even four or five strong men in society could not easily get close to her.
Over time, such a school belle-level beauty got the nickname "Hero" with a very mismatched painting style.
The other girl was half a head shorter than her, with a round face, a bit of baby fat on her chubby face, and spoke softly.
The two of them stood together, quite like green leaves lining red flowers.
They are all students in Grade 1 (Grade 3) of Baijun Middle School. Today is the last weekend of March. The school organized a spring outing, which was located on Yueluo Mountain on the west bank of Chujiang River.
This is a hill with an altitude of more than 300 meters. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can overlook the entire Baisha City. The mountains are full of grass, trees and shrubs, and there are many places of interest and historical sites. It is the first choice place for Baisha citizens to go outing in their spare time.
It was already around three o'clock in the afternoon. After having lunch together, the students were playing around in the mountains in twos and threes.
Daxia Yang and her best friend walked and chatted, talking about things that happened at school and some private things about girls, and gradually walked farther and farther into the depths of the woods.
As the sun sets in the west, the chirping of insects and birds gradually becomes sparse, and the entire mountain forest becomes clear and quiet, and the voices of other people in the distance can no longer be heard.
The round-faced girl was a little scared. She took her companion's hand and said, "Hero, let's go back."
no respond.
Looking up, I saw Yang Daxia staring straight ahead.
She followed the line of sight curiously, and couldn't help but exclaimed "Ah", and then was covered by Yang Daxia.
I saw a naked body among the grass covered by trees!
"Call... call the police..." The round-faced girl swirled her tongue nervously.
"Don't worry, let me take another look." Yang Daxia looked curious. As the saying goes, people with great skills are bold. She has always been very courageous and rarely panics when encountering problems.
Qiongbi sniffed hard, and then continued: "There is no smell, and there are no flies around. Maybe this person is not dead yet!"
After speaking, he took two steps forward.
The round-faced girl was even more frightened and did not dare to stand there alone, so she had no choice but to take two steps forward as if resigned to her fate.
Just past a short tree, the situation ahead was immediately clear.
It was the "corpse" of a young man, naked and lying on his back, with thick hair, clear facial features, and a dignified appearance. The skin on the whole body is as well-proportioned and strong as if carefully carved. It is as white as jade and seems to have a faint luster.
"So handsome!" The round-faced girl forgot her fear for a moment and opened her mouth like a nympho with her eyes slightly red: "He is so pitiful. He must have been robbed by bad guys!"
Yang Daxia felt a little strange. As a martial arts practitioner, she knew that a man with such muscles was definitely not a weak scholar with no strength.
"Let's go over and take a look." She said, smashing it.
Now the round-faced girl really didn't want to, so she took her hand and pulled her back hard.
"Let's see first, is it dead or alive..."
No matter how courageous Yang Daxia was, he was still a girl after all. The frightened look of his companion made him feel a little nervous. After thinking about it, he picked up a small stone from the ground and threw it tentatively.
"Oops, oh no-" As soon as she made her move, the girl covered her eyes in embarrassment.
"Master Yang, your hits are really accurate." The round-faced girl was also shocked.
The stone was impartial and hit somewhere.
"Ah——" A scream came from the corpse immediately.
…
Yang Zhen woke up in pain.
The severe pain in his lower body made him jump. The habit he had developed over many years of fighting made him stand up as soon as his body bounced.
The result was that his whole body twitched and then stopped moving.
My whole body was weak and weak, as if falling apart, and I couldn't gather any strength.
My brain is also a mess.
His consciousness seemed to still remain. A frightening blue light flashed in front of his eyes, and then he knew nothing.
not dead!
The fragmented memory finally had some pieces of the puzzle, and he remembered it.
He is really not dead, Yiyi was right!
"Yiyi, Yiyi-" he immediately shouted in his mind.
"Brother, I'm here." Xiao Xiancao's feeble response came from the sea of consciousness.
"We're not dead, we've traveled through time?"
"Of course," Yiyi said weakly, but could not hide his pride: "This fairy has traveled through thousands of realms, how can I still lie to you?"
"Where is this?"
"Probably, it's probably the planet you used to have, brother, right, Earth."
"Really?" Yang Zhen couldn't believe it: "When did you find the location of the earth?"
"I didn't find it," Yiyi said seriously: "It was when I was traveling through time that I felt the closeness to this place in the depths of your soul, as if there was a calling from somewhere that brought us there. Here it is.”
I see!
"Why am I so weak?" Yang Zhen continued to ask.
"Me too! You are still very weak. Once you travel through time, your muscles and bones will be broken for hundreds of days!" Xiao Xiancao hummed.
"..."
The conversation between the two of them only lasted a short moment in their minds. At this time, Yang Zhen felt something hard poking his arm hard, again and again.
He slowly opened his eyes.
What came into view were two girls. The one in the front was tall and beautiful, not much inferior to Qing Xiaoling. She was holding a branch as thick as a thumb in her hand; the one in the back grabbed the sleeve of the person in front. He hid behind him timidly, sticking out his round head to peek carefully.
The clothes on the two of them were the same outfits he was very familiar with more than twenty years ago.
Modern people!
Modern humans on earth, moreover, are compatriots!
An uncontrollable excitement surged into her heart, and Yang Zhen almost howled loudly with excitement.
It's a pity that I can't cry out, and it's difficult to even speak.
"Ah, are you awake?" the tall girl asked, "Can you speak? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere in your body?"
The voice was quite pleasant. Yang Zhen took a deep breath of air that she had not seen for a long time and forced a smile on her face.
"I..." His voice was extremely hoarse, and the muscles in his cheeks were a little painful, and he felt like he couldn't exert himself.
"Don't move yet." The girl said quickly, taking off her school uniform, revealing a white T-shirt underneath, as well as large expanses of snow-white skin, with an aura of youth that hit her face.
The clothes covered the man's lower body.
It was only at this moment that Yang Zhen suddenly woke up and realized that she was completely naked!
"Yiyi——" He asked in the sea of consciousness with great embarrassment: "What's going on?"
"When you go to another world, shouldn't you be naked and carefree?" Xiao Xiancao snorted unhappily: "The death of this fairy is no different from death and rebirth. When you were just born, didn't you Are you still wearing your clothes?"
But when I was born, I was not so big. This is so shameful!
Yang Zhen wanted to cry but had no tears.
At this time, the girl had gently held his head with both hands and looked around carefully.
"Your hair is so long, like a girl." The girl said softly.
"No trauma," she continued.
The girl's soft words and the delicate touch on her arm were like the fuse of gunpowder, instantly igniting the man's recovering body.
"Puch!" The round-faced girl covered her mouth and giggled.
"Oops!" The girl's pretty face flushed crimson, she let go of her hands as if she was electrocuted, and Yang Zhen's head hit the ground hard.
Fortunately, there was grass underneath and long hair, so it wasn't too painful. Moreover, the blow seemed to have touched a certain meridians. Yang Zhen was pleasantly surprised to find that strands of spiritual energy began to slowly grow on her body. The pain is gradually disappearing, and the body is slowly gaining some strength.
"There is no aura in this world. Our recovery is so slow!" Yiyi complained.
"You're fine," the tall girl stood up a little embarrassed and said, "I'm going to borrow a pair of boys' pants. Please wait for me."
Then he looked at the round-faced girl: "Wudou, please wait for me for a while."
"I..." Wu Dou's face turned pale and he glanced at Yang Zhen hesitantly. The other person's handsome appearance and clear eyes calmed her down a little: "Hero, you have to come back soon!"
"Don't worry!" Yang Daxia said a word and ran away like the wind.
…
Yang Zhen found that her consciousness was gradually recovering, and she followed the girl's beating footsteps and continued to extend forward.
I ran about a mile and came to the square in front of an ancient building, where a dozen students were chatting and playing together, wearing the same school uniforms as the two girls.
Daxia Yang went straight to a tall boy with acne on his face.
"Wang Shu," she said angrily: "Take out your spare pants! Don't tell me you don't have them. I saw you brought them this morning."
"Coax-" bursts of laughter came from the surroundings, but the sound stopped abruptly when Master Yang glared at him.
"Why do you want my pants?" the boy asked with a blushing face.
There was another chuckle from the side.
Yang Daxia's face was also a little red, and he said loudly: "You can't control it."
"I won't give it until I make it clear." The boy said, squeezing his neck.
"No?" Yang Daxia raised his eyebrows: "You want to be beaten again?"
The boy trembled in his heart. He had just experienced how powerful Yang Daxia was this morning, how could he dare to confront her again? But for adolescent boys, face is the first priority. If they are so cowardly in front of everyone, wouldn't they be laughed to death?
So he mustered up the courage and said, "You can if you want. Let's fight again. If you win, you can take it."
Daxia Yang smiled: "Okay."
The two got into position. The boy made a fist salute, then took a half step forward with his left foot, made a fist with his right hand, and rushed towards the girl's door.
Every move looks like it has been practiced.
The girl looked solemn, stepped back half a step lightly, and let go of the punch. Then her body sank slightly, and her left foot kicked the opponent's left leg socket like a bolt of lightning. The boy suddenly lost his footing and fell forward. The girl grabbed him by the collar and placed him gently on the ground.
With one move, victory or defeat is decided.
However, none of the students who were watching sneered. Everyone knew that Yang Daxia was very skilled, so it was normal to lose to her.
Seriously, if a boy dares to challenge head-on, this is already amazing.
The tall boy took out a pair of trousers from his backpack and threw them over without saying a word.
Yang Daxia took it with a smile, thanked him, and ran away with a gust of wind.
A boy was curious and wanted to follow her, but when he saw the girl running to the end of the road, she suddenly looked back, and the boy immediately shrank back.
Everyone is afraid of Daxia Yang.
…
Yang Zhen finally got dressed.
The pants fit relatively well, but the clothes are a little too small, but they can barely wrap around the body.
Her long hair was also tied up with a rope.
At this time, he regained some energy, his strength was close to that of an ordinary man, and he got up from the ground.
"My name is Yang Qingchen, and this is my classmate Wu Dou," the girl said openly, "What is your name and why are you here?"
"This..." Yang Zhen hesitated: "I can't remember it, but I still remember the name."
"My name is Yang Zhen. Yang from the Yang family, Zhen from the treasures."
"Yang Zhen!" the girl exclaimed, with a strange expression on her face:
"Your name is Yang Zhen?"
(End of chapter)
