The craziest upgrade system

"Madam, this time I went to the Valley of the Dead, and I obtained the inheritance of the Yin Ling Master. With this great opportunity, I will definitely step into the Wuzong and lead the family to prosperity!"

The middle-aged man held the hands of the beautiful woman in front of him tightly, looking excited.

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"Head of the Qing family, those who understand current affairs are heroes. I advise you to hand over your inheritance, and I will let you go to the Qing family."

A group of masked people shrouded in mist stood in mid-air, their voices covering all directions.

"Haha... Qihun Valley... How can people in the devil's path have any credibility?"

The middle-aged man sneered again and again, and was seriously injured at this moment. Seeing helplessly that the family that he had lived in since he was a child was destroyed at this moment, with ruins and corpses everywhere, a feeling of sadness and anger arose from his heart: "Today, even if I die, I will die with you!"

"We will follow the clan leader to the death!"

In the ruins, many remaining tribesmen stood up, determined to die, and followed the middle-aged man to kill the masked men.

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"You take Xuan'er and leave quickly. I'll lure away the pursuers."

In a dense forest, a beautiful woman sent a ray of light into the young man's mind, and gave orders to the armored guards in front of her with an iron face.

"Yes!"

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"Young Master, this is the last 'Ten Thousand Miles Divine Traveling Talisman'. We have been seriously injured and we won't survive for long. Leave quickly, you are the family's last hope!"

The originally mighty armor was now very reluctant to even speak. The broken armor was stained red with blood, and his huge palm that could hold up a mountain with one hand was now very reluctant to even pick up a talisman.

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His heartbeat was getting heavier and heavier, as if it could burst out of his chest at any time, and his breathing was getting faster and faster.

"No!"

The young man yelled at the top of his lungs, and then suddenly woke up on the bed.

"Are you awake?"

Suddenly, a girl approached the young man, her beautiful eyes blinked, she looked at the person in front of her curiously, and said with a smile.

"This is where?"

The young man was breathing heavily. His whole body was covered with horrific injuries and he was unable to get up. He was lying on the bed and looking around in panic.

"Just wake up. I picked you up when I was collecting herbs in the mountains. I thought you were dead at the time."

The girl's voice was gentle, she tilted her head and looked at the boy, her lips parted lightly: "By the way, just call me Xuan'er. What's your name?"

"name……"

The young man murmured...

"what!!!!"

Suddenly, he felt as if countless steel needles were piercing his head. He had a splitting headache and his whole body curled up, roaring in pain.

"Name...name...who am I..."

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Time flies by like a flash, and months have passed in the blink of an eye.

"It seems that I have really lost my memory." Under the moonlight, the young man sighed.

At this moment, he had fully recovered from his injuries, but he could not recall any of his past memories.

"Stupid Shitou, why are you sitting there? Come and help me carry the medicinal materials!"

An angry yet gentle voice came.

The young man turned around and saw a simple and pure young girl looking at him with her hands on her hips.

His name is Xuan'er, the boy's savior. Because the boy lost his memory, he has been staying at Xuan'er's house and doing odd jobs.

And because he didn’t have a name and he picked it up next to a stone, he was given the name of a stone.

"Here we come!" the young man responded and hurriedly walked towards the girl.

In this way, peaceful days passed for several years.

After spending many years together day and night, they developed feelings for each other.

Together they went to the mountains to collect medicines, treated the injured tribesmen from hunting monsters, traveled all over the world together, opened their hearts under the bright moon, and talked happily.

They hit it off and seemed to be a perfect match!

He even tamed a small water snake while collecting herbs.

"Brother Shi, this little snake looks quite spiritual. Why don't we pick it back up?"

Xuan'er spoke softly, looking at the tall young man beside her with wide eyes.

The young man lowered his head and responded.

Time passed little by little, and several years passed in the blink of an eye.

The boy has now reached a young age, and his cultivation has advanced rapidly. At this moment, he has actually reached the realm of the Martial Emperor and has become the strongest person in the surrounding villages.

He brought protection to the village, so that monsters did not dare to invade, others did not dare to bully, and the tribesmen lived and worked in peace and contentment under his protection.

Tonight was a good day for him and Xuan'er to get married.

"I seem to have really forgotten something." The young man sighed in his heart as he looked at the bright red words "happy" around him, the lively guests, the delicious wine and delicious food.

"Forget it, never mind, my wife treats me sincerely, and I will definitely not let her down. From now on, I just need to live my own life with her."

It would be great if this carefree life could continue like this.

However, one day a group of mysterious people attacked the cottage.

In an instant, countless people were slaughtered

The copycats continued to fight back, but their decline continued unabated. Gradually, more and more people died.

In the end, only the young man was left, and he was cornered by several enemies.

"Young master of the Qing family, you can make it easy for us to find him!"

The mysterious man looked at the young man who was already in deep trouble and had no chance of winning, and spoke calmly.

At this moment, the young man was like a wounded lone wolf, his body covered in blood and roaring angrily: "Who are you?!"

"I advise you to hand over the inheritance of Master Yin Ling, otherwise..."

The mysterious man waved his hand and photographed a woman into the air. It was Xuan'er!

"Brother Shi, leave me alone and run!"

Xuan'er shouted with all her strength.

"I don't know what bullshit inheritance you are talking about, let Xuan'er go!"

The young man's eyes were about to burst, and he rushed towards the mysterious man without caring about his own life.

In the final battle, the young man used his strongest offensive technique, briefly repelling those mysterious men at a very painful cost, rescued Xuan'er, and escaped from the village.

But the rest of the tribe died at the hands of that group of mysterious people without exception.

The young man took Xuan'er to escape through the mountains and dense forests. In the end, he fainted due to excessive injuries.

Xuan'er stretched out her fingers, wanting to detect the boy's breathing, but found that the boy's limbs were stiff and silent.

The boy is dead.

A few days later, when Xuan'er was in grief and wanted to bury the boy in the ground, the boy suddenly opened his eyes.

"Am I not dead?" He was very surprised when he found out that he was still alive.

But soon, he felt a splitting headache.

Under the stimulation of severe pain, a memory buried deep in the deepest part of his mind emerged.

A woman stood in front of him and solemnly performed a secret technique on him. The process was very secret and no one knew about it.

"Xuan'er, this secret technique can protect your soul when you are attacked by a fatal attack and let you live again. If this secret technique really works in the future, it means that the enemy is no longer as powerful as us. You can resist. Remember, don’t take revenge on us. I hope you can live a good life."