Become the Lord God from adversity

Chapter 1 Longevity!God!
A gentle wind blew away the slight headache caused by last night's hangover.

The season has already entered spring, and the morning dew is still heavy, and the crystal dew slides from the flowers and leaves, soaking the ground.

Yue Zhou held on to the door, his footsteps were still a little vacant.

The wine last night was a good wine. Looking back now, it is still soft and mellow in the mouth. The only thing that is not good is that the aftertaste is really a bit strong.

I slept all night, and the alcohol has not finished.

Yue Zhou looked at the scene that appeared in front of him and smiled lightly. He knew that it must be because he was still drunk.

I live in a big hotel with a pure modern style, not this ancient theme hotel.

How could there be such a small bridge with flowing water, full of flowers, and antique look?
Besides, it's only the twelfth lunar month of winter, so where do these many flowers come from?Could it be that he thought he, a great Yue writer, could not tell the difference between spring, summer, autumn and winter when he was drunk?
So, all of this must be my own illusion, so I didn't run away.

Otherwise, how could such an unscientific thing appear?

"Tsk! The aftertaste of this drink is so powerful that it lasted all night. It's delicious, but I still have to drink less in the future, and I have hallucinations." Thinking, Yue Zhou hiccupped and said to himself .

Then, he reached out and rubbed his eyes to get rid of the hallucination.

When he opened his eyes again: "Huh?! What the hell? This stamina is too strong, I feel like I've woken up! Why do I still have hallucinations?"

What appeared in front of him was still this quaint courtyard with small bridges and flowing water, full of the natural charm of ancient China, which made people feel very comfortable.

However, at this time, Yue Zhou seemed a little confused.

"What the hell?!" Yue Zhou pinched his face: "Ouch! It hurts!"

Now he woke up completely: "What the hell? I woke up? Isn't this a hallucination?!"

"Master Wuxin? What are you talking nonsense here so early in the morning?" At this time, a delicate maid came over with washing water, towels and willow branches.

"Master Wuxin? Who are you calling?" Yue Zhou looked at the maid in a daze.

"I think you haven't sobered up yet. The lady will be here soon. Master Wuxin, you'd better wash up quickly." The maid soaked the towel with hot water and handed it to Yue Zhou.

Subconsciously, Yue Zhou took it, wiped his face indiscriminately, and then looked at the willow branch handed over by the maid with a dazed expression, not knowing what was going on.

"Master Wuxin, what are you looking at? Wash up quickly. You don't want to see the lady with a mouth full of alcohol." The maid urged at this time.

"Miss? Who is it?" Yue Zhou was still in a dazed state, until now, he hadn't figured out what was going on with him.

However, although he was very confused, when he heard the urging, he instinctively took the willow branch from the hand of the maid, and naturally bit it open, revealing a row of wooden teeth inside the willow branch.

Afterwards, it was very smooth to finish gargling with willow branches.

This series of movements was like clouds and flowing water. Yue Zhou didn't even use his brain, relying entirely on his body's instinct.

So, at this moment, Yue Zhou was startled.

The ancients used willow branches to rinse their mouths. As a novelist with extensive knowledge, he knew it.

But if you know it, you know, it doesn't mean that he will also use willow branches to rinse his mouth.

What's more, just now my movements are so proficient, it can be seen that I have been used to it for a long time, and I have accumulated instincts over the years.

What happened to yourself?

Here, what exactly is it?Who is the lady this girl is talking about?What's going on with all of my things?

Yue Zhou finally realized that everything was wrong around him, and he seemed to have encountered something extraordinary.

At this time, a beautiful figure came from a distance, and a warm and sweet voice sounded at the same time: "A needle is a lingering thread, a thread is a lovesickness. What is missing you so much, long night embroidering clothes."

Yue Zhou was taken aback for a moment, the words sound familiar!Have I heard it somewhere?
"Wuxin, I'm here to see you." At this time, the beautiful figure had already walked up to her.

Yue Zhou looked up and was taken aback for a moment. The beautiful figure in front of him was dressed in pink, light but not thick, and his face was beautiful but not coquettish. There was a faint sense of warmth.

Her grade is about twenty years old, looking at her, four words suddenly appeared in Yue Zhou's heart: Beauty is like jade.

The woman who appeared suddenly did have a jade-like temperament, the jade was gentle and strong.

The temperament of this woman is also the same, there is even a hint of perseverance in the gentle and soft beauty, obviously, this is a woman who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

Yue Zhou has seen people who are no worse than this woman in appearance, but no one has ever given him such a special feeling.

For a moment, he looked at the person in a daze, looking a little silly.

The things that happened this morning are too strange. At this time, Yue Zhou's mind is confused, and he doesn't know what he is doing.

"Miss." At this time, the maid called out.

Only then did Yue Zhou wake up, and he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him with some embarrassment. He was a little rude just now.

The beautiful woman waved her hand to the maid: "You go down first." Her tone was gentle, and she never showed a domineering attitude towards the maid.

This made Yue Zhou feel more fond of the beautiful woman in front of him.

At that moment, Yue Zhou smiled apologetically at the beautiful woman, and then asked: "Miss, where is this place?"

"Wuxin, stop playing." The beautiful woman looked at Yue Zhou with a funny face, as if she thought he was joking.

"Wuxin? Why do you call me Wuxin?" Yue Zhou felt even more confused.

The beautiful woman was slightly angry: "Hey, I want to tell you something serious! Stop joking?"

Yue Zhou was confused?

"I'm not joking..."

"Who are you? Where is this place? Why do you call me Wuxin?"

The beautiful woman seemed to be able to see that Yue Zhou was really serious, and he didn't look like he was joking, so his expression changed immediately.

She hugged Yue Zhou's arm, stretched out her hand to touch Yue Zhou's forehead: "Wuxin?! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Yue Zhou hurriedly broke away, his face flushed slightly, as a single dog, he had never experienced such a battle: "Don't be like this..."

"You really forgot?" The beautiful woman looked anxious at this moment, ignoring Yue Zhou's nonsense, and forced herself to calm down.

"It's not that I forgot, I don't know you at all, and I don't know where this is." Yue Zhou nodded.

"I'm Junmanju. This is Mingdao Shenfang, and I'm your fiancée."

"Yesterday you were forced to practice martial arts by the chairman, so you were depressed, so you came to the famous knife workshop to find me."

"Have you forgotten all of these?" Jun Mansui said, staring at Yue Zhou.

Yue Zhou fell into a state of bewilderment again.

"Junmansui? Does this name sound familiar? I seem to have heard it before."

"Famous Swordsman's Workshop? It's also quite familiar."

"Chairman? Practicing martial arts? What the hell?"

All kinds of thoughts flashed rapidly in Yue Zhou's mind, which was extremely chaotic.

He suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, his voice trembling: "Then who am I? What's my name?"

Jun Mansu stared at Yue Zhou with bright eyes: "You are called Dao Wuxin, and you are my fiancé."

Speaking of this, Jun Mansui paused, and then continued: "Your father is the chairman of the world's swordsman, Dao Wuji, and you are the young master of the world's swordsmanship. How is it? Do you remember now?" Here, Jun Mansui's expression was a little apprehensive, but also a little expectant.

But now, Yue Zhou didn't have the heart to pay attention to Jun Mansui's mood.

Because, now, he seemed to be hit by a bolt from the blue, and he was completely dumbfounded.

"Dao Wuxin? Jun Manwei? Dao Wuji? The world seals the sword? Yutian Wulong? Distress? Fuck!" A series of words flashed in Yue Zhou's mind.

At the beginning, he felt that Jun Manju and Mingdao Shenfang were familiar, but he couldn't remember them.

But now, under a series of clues, he finally recalled it.

"This place... is it a difficult place? I am the third young master who seals the sword in the world, Dao Wuxin?" Yue Zhou's voice trembled, and he looked at Jun Mansui and said.

"Ok!"

Jun Mansui nodded very firmly, and then said in a surprised tone: "Wuxin, you remembered?!"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Yue Zhou still held on to his last chance and looked at his hands, clothes, and touched his face, hair, and everything else.

Finally, his heart was completely cold.

Because, he can be sure that this body is no longer his original body.

Perhaps, probably, possibly, should be right, then he has encountered a legendary time travel that is rare in a hundred years, and it is a soul wear.

Yue Zhou was very broken, and now he is very uncomfortable.

Forget about traveling through time, why is it this hellish place called Misery?
It doesn’t matter if it’s a hellish place like misery, or it’s okay to be someone else!
Why is it the unlucky Dao Wuxin?
It's cold, it's cold!

Coach, can I apply for fifteen shots for this one?My mind is broken!
Dao Wuxin has a very deep background, and has a powerful adoptive father, Dao Wuji, who can be called the number one actor in adversity, and the chairman of the world's best-known sword.

There is also a powerful father who was a legend in the sword world 300 years ago.

There is also a beautiful fiancée, the jewel in the palm of Gongsun Duofeng, the owner of the famous knife workshop.There is also a big backer at the level of a big boss behind him.

In addition, Dao Wuxin himself has a good friend who is definitely a fierce man, Tiandao Xiaojiandun, a fierce man who can fight against Wu Jun when there is no exception, even if he loses...

However, surrounded by many big bosses, but Dao Wuxin himself is a gold medal Muggle who has no power to restrain a chicken.

The final outcome is not only miserable, but also ridiculous.

Although everything is a trick of fate, it can only be said that his mind is not strong enough and his will is not strong enough to have this end.

That's why he had a mental breakdown and finally committed suicide, falling to such a sad end.

Shouldn't the opponent give up?

Even if his fiancée is taken away or his good friend is killed, he is not his opponent.

That's no reason to give up.

If it was Yue Zhou, even if he knew he was not his opponent, he would not give up revenge. This is not a problem of ability, but a problem of mentality.

But Dao Wuxin was too fragile. Faced with this situation, he made a straightforward choice.

Such a choice, Yue Zhou can understand, but he will never accept it.

And myself, transmigrated into such a fragile unlucky ghost? !
At this moment, Yue Zhou's mind was full of confusion, and all kinds of thoughts appeared, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jun Manxu looked worriedly at Dao Wuxin, whose face kept changing. He was crying at one moment and mocking at the other.

"Wuxin, are you alright?" Jun Mansui couldn't help but speak.

"No..." Just when Yue Zhou instinctively wanted to respond.

The back of his mind seemed to be stimulated by something, a torrent of memory appeared and rushed into his mind, messing up his thoughts.

In this torrent, he seemed to see another person's life.

It's just that he couldn't bear such severe pain.

As soon as his eyes rolled up, his body went limp and he was about to fall down.

Before falling to the ground, there was only one last sentence in his mind:

"Little birthday! My God!"

Afterwards, his eyes went dark, and he felt himself falling into the embrace of a nephrite and warm fragrance.

The beauty's voice of concern and call came to my ears.

After that, the world went dark and there was no more consciousness.

(End of this chapter)