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Mijiale is a cheerful name. He was once a fighting fighter out of interest, with good results. With his excellent footwork and sharp punches, he also won considerable prize money and honors in various competitions. However, in an insignificant small competition, he was killed because of He refused the club's request to let him perform a show, offended the club's sponsor, and was later put into hiding.

Although it was far from giving up, one month later, Mijiale finally lost interest in professional competitions. Anyway, the contract was about to expire. Mijiale couldn't afford to offend him but he could afford to hide. He didn't have to play in the game. He changed the battle line and jumped into a bottomless pit called Dungeon and Ghost Swordsman...

From then on, he became a fan of blue boxing. With his excellent operation and good economic foundation (no), he became a representative of this profession in a short period of time, and naturally became a host. Mi Jiale, who has a friendly personality, excellent business intelligence, and a joker, has gradually become a host.

The map-brushing competition shines in the Monkey Cup, and PK is never only played half way. Mi Jiale is also a promising young man who owns a car and a house. Both his parents have died. His only wish is to find a gentle, virtuous and pleasant wife.

The days passed peacefully until the night of December 2020, 12...

"What kind of change is this? I lost my krypton gold instead? So I am the clown?" Mijiale, who had followed the DNF winter conference all the way, endured it again and again, and finally spoke out angrily.

Looking at this series of warnings about being demoted, Mi Jiale felt that the interest he had just generated suddenly died out. He sat blankly in the chair as if he had entered the sage mode. After the anger, he was left with only disappointment.

"Well, I don't rely on this to make a living anyway, so I just quit." After a not-so-intense ideological struggle, with an excited heart, Mijiale stretched out his trembling hand and approached the NPC Krent. Prepare to destroy your account and retreat.

After a series of "ka ka ka" sounds, except for the weapons, the rest of the equipment was completely shattered. "Hey! Secret Battle Terminator!" For this totem, Mijiale went through a lot of hardships - after reaching level 100, he made his first trip to the abyss. Although it was very easy to get, this is the weapon that has been with him for the longest time, and it is also a bit sentimental.

I rubbed my little hands and clicked "Increase". After a while, a cheerful "唔唔唔唔" sounded, and the 14 success prompt box popped up.

Mi Jiale frowned, realizing that things were not simple, and muttered: "It's so troublesome, I have to click again."

Thumb thump thump thump~+15 success

+16 success

+17 success

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Staring at the +19 success prompt box on the screen, Mijiale felt his blood pressure suddenly rise. "I'll go back to the pit when I get to 20! I'll use this weapon for the rest of my life!" Even though he has gained more experience in professional fighting, he can no longer remain calm. He silently recited the ancient book and clicked the increase button again.

"噔唔唔唔唺!" It was familiar music again, but this time Mijiale just wanted to swipe away with a "噶" sound. However, before he could make any move, he saw a dazzling light coming from the screen, illuminating the entire room in the blink of an eye. After the strong light passed, the room was empty. The game interface on the screen was still there, but the Dark Terminator in the amplification bar had also disappeared...

20 was served at night, and people left on the spot.

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The Mi family is a well-known large chamber of commerce in the Tiandou Empire. The family has a history of more than 200 years. The first generation head of the family was a collateral disciple of the Jiuxin Haitang Sect. Although he failed to inherit the Jiuxin Haitang martial spirit and became a fighting spirit master, he was lucky enough to marry a direct disciple of the Qibao Glazed Sect. Under the conscious and unconscious care of the two sects, the Mi family also successfully prospered and steadily grew into the giant trading firm it is today.

As a family like this, there is always an endless stream of visitors on weekdays, and they are negotiating big and big business worth hundreds of thousands of gold soul coins every minute. However, on this day, an announcement was made early, saying that there was something important in the family, and guests would be coming. All rejected.

In a side courtyard of the Mi Mansion, outside two adjacent rooms, a handsome young man walked around the two doorways with an anxious look. The sun above his head was scorching, causing him to sweat profusely, but he held an empty tea cup in his hand and unconsciously poured air into his mouth. The words "I want to go in and take a look" were written all over his face.

A woman's cries of unbearable pain could be faintly heard in the room. The two maids waiting for the summons at the door stared at him for a while, then looked at each other and looked away in unison, "I can't see, I feel dizzy."

The man's name is Mi Zhongxuan, he is 25 years old, a martial soul copper wire, and a member of the Four Souls Huanhun Sect. His talent is not bad, and he can proudly say this when he travels around the world: "I have not embarrassed the Nine Hearts Begonia Sect and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect." Although Wuhun has nothing to do with these two sects, he is indeed the descendant of the disciples of the two sects.

The Mi family has always had beneficial relationships with the two major auxiliary soul master sects. To put it simply, "I spend the money, and you protect me." As an auxiliary soul master, the face fruit is considered standard, and you can really keep it if you say it. The Mi family has everything going smoothly. It was not until more than 20 years ago that Qian Xunji led a group of Wuhun Palace soul masters to invade the Jiuxin Haitang Sect. Although the sect was not wiped out, the Jiuxin Haitang Sect suffered a disastrous decline from then on.

Twenty years later, the sect, which had a hard time inheriting its legacy, still has not recovered from this. Fortunately, the Mi family did not forget the ancestral precepts, and in turn took care of the declining sect. The Ye family, a direct descendant of the Jiuxin Haitang Sect, also stayed in the Mi family for twenty years.

Mi Zhongxuan is usually very popular, and he also has a reputation in Tiandou City as a bold and resolute person. In fact, he is in the late stage of being a strict wife. At home, I am submissive, but in the mall, I punch hard, and the euphemistic name is that he is afraid of his wife. Love mrs.

Love is also true love, today is the day when my wife gives birth. This was the first time I encountered this kind of thing. I panicked early in the morning and stood outside the door until noon. My blood was rising from time to time, and my lips were already showing signs of getting angry.

In the room on the east side is his wife Ning Qianqian, the direct disciple with the least talent among the Qibao Glazed Sect of her generation. Her innate soul power is only level three, and now in her 20s, she can only reach the realm of a great soul master. In the room on the west side is Lin Yin, the sect leader of this generation of Jiuxin Haitang Sect.

Half a year ago, she and her husband, who were pregnant at the time, were pursued by Wuhun Palace. When they couldn't resist, Dugu Bo, who was passing by by chance, came to help and rescued the couple. Soon after, her husband was seriously injured and died, leaving only Lin Yin and her unborn child. Coincidentally, she and Ning Qianqian gave birth on the same day. This is a double happiness!

"How long do we have to wait!" Mi Zhongxuan outside the door looked up at the sun that was about to tilt, and couldn't help but sigh bitterly.

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Just when he was anxious, there was a bang on the door to the west, and loud cries accompanied by excited shouts could be heard: "Master! Mrs. Ye has given birth! It's a girl!" The words just finished here, The door on the east side also opened, with the same excited voice: "Master, Master! Madam has given birth to a young master!" However, there was no crying in the room.

Mi Zhongxuan was inexperienced after all, but he could not have imagined this. Soul power spurted out from under his feet, and he ran into Ning Qianqian's room impatiently. Looking at the baby in the midwife's hands, the emperor's engine in his chest was hard to contain, and he just felt that this Suddenly he became the happiest person in the world.

"Qianqian, thank you for your hard work." Mi Zhongxuan leaned down and held Ning Qianqian's hand tightly.

"It's okay, let me see the child quickly!" Ning Qianqian's voice was broken, and it was obviously not easy to recover.

The couple held the baby in their arms and looked at the wrinkled little face. They just felt that this quiet baby was the cutest little guy in the world. Just as the two were enjoying the sweetness after suffering, the midwife's worried voice broke the tranquility of the moment: "Master, madam, why doesn't this child cry?"

The expressions of the two people suddenly changed.

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In the darkness, Mijiale, who had just been attacked by a bright light, gradually regained consciousness, and gradually fragmented memories emerged. Mijiale was also a little panicked for a while. Subconsciously, he wanted to struggle, but his body was restrained in some way.

Suddenly there was a squeeze, and I felt like I was breathing. I tried to open my eyes but couldn't. I could only hear anxious and concerned voices in my ears: "Come on, ma'am, it's almost out!" Mi Jiale had the urge to pinch himself awake. , however the situation does not allow it. There was another squeeze, and the restraints all over his body were released, and he felt extremely comfortable for a moment. I finally have time to think about questions like "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

The surrounding sounds were too noisy, and Mijiale, who was bored in his mind, did not pay attention to distinguish them. He could only feel that the person making the noise was very anxious.

"I can't possibly have traveled through time, right? I'm probably just unconscious and dreaming?" Mijiale comforted himself. It was with this in mind that I decided to let myself go and at least shout "Is there anyone there?"

However, what shocked Mijiale for a whole year was that when he opened his mouth, he heard a cry: "Wow!!!!!!"

Loud cries filled the delivery room.

Mi Zhongxuan and Ning Qianqian, who were anxious, suddenly looked at the midwife and finally felt relieved when they saw her sighing with relief and nodding. Mi Zhongxuan also breathed a sigh of relief and said warmly: "Let's call this kid Michael!"

On this day, a double happiness comes to the Mi family

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Three years later, Mi Mansion

A little boy was sitting boredly in the courtyard, staring blankly at the clouds in the sky. He had chestnut hair and blue eyes, and was a handsome boy. He had been known to be a "beautiful boy" since he was a child. Next to her sat a quiet little girl with blue hair and dark blue eyes. She was holding a small flower in her hand and looking at it carefully. There was a faint floral fragrance all over her body. I don't know if it was the fragrance of the flowers in her hands. Still the fragrance emanating from her body.

The boy was Michael, and now he should be Michael. Three years after coming to this world, he finally accepted the fact that he had traveled through time. Judging from the information he learned over the past three years, he traveled to Douluo Continent.

Hitting his forehead, Michael started to have a headache again. "Although I have read this book and liked it very much, but according to the situation at that time, shouldn't I travel to the continent of Arad? Is this reasonable?" I thought about it. He sighed unconsciously, and then a soft and pleasant voice sounded in his ears: "Caleb, you sighed again!"

Michael knew that it was really strange for a three-year-old child to sigh. He turned his head and looked at the girl next to him. The delicate little face was a little red due to its natural pink color, but the girl's brows were furrowed. It looked like He's not a serious kid either. Michael then also smiled: "Lingling, you are frowning again!"

Ye Lingling didn't have much reaction when he heard this. He just wrinkled his beautiful nose slightly and stopped talking, and started playing with the flowers in his hand again. Michael stared at her for a while, then turned his head, his eyes blank again.

The descendant of Jiuxin Haitang Sect, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of reviving the sect since he was born. Ye Lingling, who lived with the sect disciples who suffered from great hatred and hatred all day long, became literate and began to learn the basic knowledge of herbal medicine at Lin Yin's request. , compared to ordinary children, he is extremely precocious.

Over the past year, Michael had felt to some extent that his parents were interested in getting engaged to Lin Yin. Lin Yin did not object. She only said that the sect had a heavy responsibility and needed a strong partner. Parents behave as parents do. Michael simply felt sorry for this girl, so he would come over to chat and play with Ye Lingling when he had free time.

Ye Lingling has a relatively calm temperament and rarely talks, so every time Michael succeeds in making her laugh, she feels a strange sense of accomplishment.

Naturally, Michael would not think about such a thing as a child bride. After all, the mature young man Si You found this matter too exciting. But for such a little girl, it’s always right to protect her from being bullied and help her realize her ideals in life, right?

"Strength? But my fighting skills are useless in Douluo Continent!" Michael secretly clenched his fists and suddenly had the idea of ​​becoming stronger.

It was at this moment that, without warning, a large amount of information poured into my mind, including words, drawings, and even images. Michael didn't feel like he had a splitting headache, but he was just slightly dizzy. Fortunately, he looked dazed and didn't show anything unusual.

It went as quickly as it came, and after a few moments the feeling subsided. Michael also started to flip through the information quickly. Looking at him, his eyes couldn't help but open wider and wider, because this information was not some system, nor was it some old man who suddenly borrowed it, but a complete set of martial arts.

The pace of this kind of martial arts is very strange. Basically, there is no good walking, it is all sliding. The practitioners in the drawings and images all have their hands wrapped in a layer of blue fluorescence without exception. Michael can guarantee that no one in the world is more familiar with this martial art than him, and he is very good at this skill on the keyboard.

"This is - Divine Fist?!"