Cao Yanyue remained motionless for a while, then he stood up and used Qing Kung Fu to circle around the area. Sure enough, he saw the boy abandoned in the grass pit.
This surprise was truly extraordinary. Xiao Cao was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and said to himself: "The Xuantian Mirror also has this kind of function? Can it scan the dead people nearby?"
"Why can't the living be swept out, but the dead can be swept out?"
"No, if I can only sweep out dead people, who the hell am I?"
Cao Yanyue didn't understand the reason. Xuantian Mirror lit up with a clear light, rolled it up on the young man, and the body suddenly disappeared.
Cao Yanyue was heartbroken. He slowly turned the Xuantian Mirror and saw the two figures in the mirror. He breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "The body of this unlucky young man should have been caught in the mirror. It was not some supernatural incident.
He tried to rub the boy in the mirror, but he didn't know what kind of restriction he touched in the mirror. He was slightly in a daze, his legs were tingling, and he couldn't support himself, so he fell to the ground.
Cao Yanyue thought that he was being backlashed by this ancient object, so he took a deep breath subconsciously, and the muscles of his chest and ribs were pulled, causing a stabbing pain. Not only his legs and chest and ribs, but his whole body was in unbearable pain. , and what shocked him even more was that the White Lotus Art of the Troubled World, which he had practiced so hard, disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace of his internal strength.
The next second, he woke up and touched his head. He no longer had a coquettish bald head, but had neat short hair. He looked down and saw his body. He looked younger than he should have, and was covered in an old suit. He is wearing a light gray 69-style swordsman uniform, with one arm hanging on his chest, limp and unconscious, his left and right legs showing a curvature that normal humans should never have, and there are twenty-sixty-seven injuries all over his body, at least broken. Three ribs were broken, and blood stains were all over the clothes...
"I've turned into that damn high school student!"
"It fucking hurts!"
Cao Yanyue endured the severe pain all over his body and rubbed the Xuantian Mirror. His own image in the mirror rippled slightly. The unbearable pain in his body completely disappeared, and his cultivation in the White Lotus Art of Troubled Times was restored.
Cao Yanyue changed back to his own body, checked, and found no problem. He just breathed a sigh of relief, and an idea flashed in his mind. He was surprised and happy, and blurted out, "If I could change my identity, wouldn't it be a dead end?" Are you lucky?"
"I go!"
This body is already dead, but the body that was replaced just now is alive. As for why?
Go to hell.
Why do you think so much?
As for serious injuries, it is not impossible to treat them.
As long as he is no longer wanted by the empire, his identity doesn't matter.
Cao Yanyue quickly straightened out his thoughts and returned to the boy's body. Although the pain in his body was unbearable, he felt strangely excited.
He tried it and found that the world spirit realm implanted in the boy's body still worked, so he hurriedly made an emergency call.
Half an hour later, a team of medical personnel arrived as scheduled and carried him into a magnetic levitation ambulance.
The ambulance with black and red crosses soared lightly into the air and quietly climbed into the sky.
When the ambulance arrived at the hospital, Cao Yanyue was sent to the emergency room. He felt relaxed. The feeling of surviving the disaster was indescribable to outsiders.
If it hadn't been for the tingling reminder on his body, Cao Yanyue might not have been able to recover for a while.
The injury on the boy's body was very serious, but in this era, medical science was incredibly advanced, and the entire treatment process went smoothly, and the doctor acted as easily as putting a band-aid on the patient.
After more than ten hours of surgery, Cao Yanyue was pushed out of the emergency room. He didn't even need to go to the ICU (Intensive Care Unit). He was sent to the general ward and soaked in nutrient solution.
The doctor told him to have a good sleep and he could be discharged from the hospital tomorrow.
In the nutrient solution, Cao Yanyue could no longer feel the severe pain in his body. He secretly used the boy's account to search for his information on the Ten Thousand Worlds Spiritual Realm.
Any information related to "Cao Yanyue" in the Ten Thousand Worlds Spiritual Realm has been gone without a trace, including those paid Qiafan review videos, and the eighteenth-tier small Internet celebrity Tang San Sao, the few social news, it is as if this person has never appeared in this world, it is weird and scary.
Cao Yanyue had never heard of such a situation. He was in a daze for a long time. He finally gave up and felt slightly sad. He did not dare to add keywords like "Imperial Wanted Order" and search again for fear of triggering some network sniffer and being caught. The relevant departments came to him and said secretly: "It's better to do it again!"
"Maybe living with a new identity can make up for the regrets in life?"
Cao Yanyue didn't have any original memory of "the boy" in his mind. Fortunately, there was the boy's personal information in the private space of Wanjie Spiritual Realm. He rummaged for a while, and after having a basic understanding of the boy, he fell into a daze.
Many people from ordinary families had an unrealistic dream when they were young: "If I were reincarnated into a wealthy family, I would be able to live a carefree life."
Cao Yanyue once had similar thoughts, but these thoughts were too childish and boring. He passed them by in a flash and never went deep into the "fantasy".
Now he has really become a standard rich second generation, but the situation is not that good, it can even be said... very bad.
The boy is a freshman in high school with an interesting name, Ye Ling Shiliu. He is withdrawn and spends his days alone in school with almost no friends. He is facing the worries of final exams.
Ye Ling Shiliu's father, Ye Ge, is the third son of the chairman of Jiutai Heavy Industry, and his mother, Zhu Xunye, is the second princess of the Feiya Group. Both parents' families are considered to be first-rate rich people, but they have been divorced for many years and have long been gone. Together.
His father remarried and had a new family. He sent him to a boarding school for nobles. He received a sum of money every month as living expenses. The father and son had not seen each other for about seven or eight months. , and there is very little contact on a daily basis.
My mother moved to the largest space city, Dawn Star. She only communicated with her through emails every month, occasionally gave her a small amount of pocket money, and gave her some gifts on holidays and birthdays, but the days without seeing her were longer.
Ye Lingsixi has not seen her mother for almost three years.
Cao Yanyue's life is bad enough, but after reading the information about Ye Lingliu, I still couldn't help but sigh to myself: "This young man... is really miserable."
"The second generation of rich people are not all happy."
Being reborn in this kind of family with such an unpleasant personality was a misfortune for Ye Lingshiliu, but it was a blessing for Cao Yanyue. He didn't have to worry about his identity being revealed.
Cao Yanyue thought to himself: "No matter what, after all, he is a rich second generation who has no worries about life. From a wanted criminal in the empire to a freshman in high school, his identity has become innocent, and he has earned fifteen years of beautiful youth. There is nothing else to ask for." "
Cao Yanyue still had to adapt to his new identity for a while, and he had a lot to think about. He closed his eyes and prepared to take a nap so as not to waste his brain power.
Why was Ye Lingshiliu beaten to death?
Who is the enemy?
Did this young man have a grudge against someone, or was he involved in some conspiracy?
Is his identity still entangled?
Cao Yanyue didn't care at all.
No matter how unlucky Ye Ling Shiliu was, could she be unluckier than herself?
No matter how bad the situation is, can it still be compared to carrying an imperial wanted notice?
The most common things among human beings can only be described as "love, hatred, and entanglements of interests."
The probability of being involved in a political conspiracy is extremely slim.
