After rebirth in the wilderness, you can travel back and forth to the earth

Xiazhou, Beihuang Linghe River Basin, Dongling Bronze Tribe.

A two-meter-tall man with tendons as strong as a tiger and leopard, wearing a green wolf-skin fur suit, walked hurriedly in front of a stone house with his hands behind his back.

The strong man was followed by five small strong men, also wearing animal skins, and all of them were as strong as calves.

Six people, big and small, walked back and forth in front of the stone house with their hands behind their backs, anxious looks on their faces.

Behind the six strong men, big and small, there was also a group of people surrounding them, with faces full of joy and sorrow.

These are all strong Han people. The tribesmen are happy that the patriarch has a new member, but they are worried that giving birth to children is dangerous.

In the tribe, women have to go through hell before giving birth.

This group of people wore animal skins and hung various weapons on their waists, including various spears and knives made of wood, stone, and bone.

They are all strong, full of wildness and toughness.

"Patriarch, patriarch, Jiuniang has given birth to a big fat boy. Mother and child are safe."

A voice came out from inside the stone house, and all the strong men, big and small, breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words. They gathered around the door of the stone house and looked inside.

The giant man in green wolf skin lay lying outside the stone house. After seeing that his wife and children were fine, he waved to signal the group of people behind him to disperse and go about their business.

The clan leader is happy to have a new son, and the tribe is happy to welcome a new son. Today the tribe wants to celebrate, and they can open their bellies and eat meat.

"He's a younger brother again, why not a younger sister?"

Yang Sanlang muttered as he watched the midwife holding his newborn brother.

"My brother can be beaten!"

Yang Erlang took the words and whispered, causing Yang Sanlang to glare angrily.

Because Yang Sanlang grew up being beaten by his second brother, Sanlang felt that he had become stronger recently and could resist.

After seeing the midwife and the two women tidying up the stone house and scrubbing the mother, the strong man hurriedly entered the stone house without waiting for the midwife's signal.

After having many children, the strong man seems to have gained experience.

Seeing his father entering the stone house to see his mother, Yang Dalang turned back and glared at his brothers, telling them to shut up and stop making noise.

The four brothers behind them all shrank their necks and kept silent.

The eldest brother was too strong, and the four brothers were trembling.

"I'm finally born, why can't I open my eyes?"

Yang Yi, who wanted to open his eyes and see the world, said in his heart.

Since becoming conscious, Yang Yi slowly realized that he was reborn and was still gestating in his mother's womb.

I saw the midwife raised her hand and patted Yang Yi's butt gently. Yang Yi felt the pain in his butt and his body was out of control. He opened his mouth and cried loudly, with a very loud voice.

Yang Yi was originally the successor of the 21st century on earth who received nine years of compulsory education.

After graduation, he became a novelist and novelist who knew a little bit about all kinds of martial arts but was not proficient in them.

Because he grew up in an orphanage and lacked family control, Yang Yi has been unrestrained and free-spirited since he was a child.

So when I grow up, no one worries about marriage when I am over 30 years old.

Yang Yi, who was 30 years old, was returning from hiking with his friends at dusk when he passed by the stadium and saw a family of three happily playing basketball.

That evening, dragging his tired body, Yang Yi stopped for three hours, until the family of three left and the laughter disappeared.

At that moment, Yang Yi deeply felt what a married friend once told him: the more people love freedom, the more lonely they become.

In this way, the lonely Yang Yi went to a familiar place without hesitation and discussed the eighteen ways of washing feet with the beautiful young people.

I listened carefully to the stories told by different people about how my parents were seriously ill, my younger brother was incompetent, and the burden of the family was all on me, a delicate little girl.

Listen to the story, listen to the story, but Yang Yi is determined not to do it.

No way, I have heard too many stories, and different people tell the same kind of stories.

Although Yang Yi can get inspiration for writing every time, Yang Yi is a principled person.

The dissolute life is short, but Yang Yi is a good person.

Yang Yi died saving people on earth.

It is said that there is cause and effect, or good people will be rewarded.

Yang Yi rescued three children from the rushing river. They were weak and were washed away by the river.

Not knowing where he was taken by the river, the moment Yang Yi briefly regained consciousness, he saw a huge stone book in front of him.

When Yang Yi regained consciousness again, he was already in his mother's womb.

He didn't even go to the underworld or drink Meng Po soup, and he was reborn directly.

I don’t know whether Meng Po soup is sweet or salty. In her mother’s womb, Yang Yi often let her thoughts wander randomly when she was bored.

God will be kind to every hero who saves lives.

"Wow wow wow..."

Yang Yi, who was held in the arms of the midwife, cried loudly.

"Clan leader, Jiuniang, Xiao Liulang has a loud voice and is in good health."

"Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Lan."

The strong man took Yang Yi from the midwife and carefully placed Yang Yi in his mother's arms in this world.

"Nine Niangs."

The strong man sat beside the mother's bed, leaned over and kissed his wife's face, his eyes full of love.

"He is a brat, let's call him Yang Yi, Yang Liulang of our Yang family."

The mother looked at Yang Yi in her arms affectionately and said.

She is my mother, and they have a magical blood connection.

Although he still couldn't open his eyes, Yang Yi could still feel the voice in his ears, which was the mother of his own world.

Yang Yi, the name has not changed, it is destined by God, Yang Yi thought to himself.

The couple had already agreed before Yang Yi was born that the girl would be named Yang Xue and the boy would be named Yang Yi.

"Mother!"

Five young strong men also gathered around, they were Yang Yi's five brothers in this world.

Yang Dalang, Yang Erlang, Yang Sanlang and the third brother looked at their mother on the bed with concern.

Yang Silang and Yang Wulang looked curiously at Yang Yi, who was still crying.

"My brother is so young."

Yang Wulang gestured with his hands and said in surprise, his eyes full of magic.

"You were so young when you were born."

The mother smiled and touched Yang Wulang's head and said.

The strong man looked at the room. Counting the newborn Yang Yi, there were six Yang family cubs, and their hands holding his wife tightened.

The two-meter-tall man with huge muscles looked at the people in the room with soft eyes.

This is his wife and kids.

The strong man's name is Yang Qingshan, the patriarch of the Dongling Bronze Tribe and Yang Yi's father in this life.

The mother who had just given birth to Yang Yi on the bed, Yang Qingshan's wife, named Hong Jiuniang, was Yang Yi's mother in this life.

The eldest son, Yang Dalang, is named Yang Huan and is 16 years old.

The second eldest son, Yang Erlang, Yang Zhao, is 14 years old.

The third youngest, Yang Sanlang, Yang Xuan, is 11 years old.

The fourth child, Yang Silang, Yang Ming, is 7 years old.

Lao Wu Yang Wulang, Yang Yan, 5 years old.

The sixth child, Yang Liulang of the Yang family, is Yang Yi. He was just born and has not yet opened his eyes.

"Then my brother disobeys me, can I beat him?"

Yang Wulang was eager to try, looking at Yang Qingshan and Hong Jiuniang with excitement and expectation in his eyes.

"Haha, when my brother grows up, if he disobeys me, you will beat him."

Yang Qingshan patted Yang Wulang's head and laughed loudly.

"When will my brother grow up?"

Yang Silang asked impatiently.

Yang Wulang has performed so well recently that Yang Silang has never been able to find a chance to beat him in the past few days.

Yang Silang thinks it's good to have multiple younger brothers. From now on, Wu Lang will beat Wu Lang if he doesn't obey, and Liu Lang will beat Liu Lang if he doesn't obey. It's pointless to beat Wu Lang all the time.

"When my brother can talk and run, he will grow up."

Hong Jiuniang said while holding Yang Yi in her arms and shaking her gently.

"Go and practice martial arts. Don't disturb your mother and brother's rest."

Yang Qingshan started to drive people away, and he saw his wife looking tired.

After lying in Hong Jiuniang's arms and sucking breast milk, Yang Yi fell asleep. He didn't know that his newborn self was already being missed and beaten by his two brothers.

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