After picking up a system

People only see her status.

Waves of young men were brought into the martial arts training ground, and then carried out. Guan Zhen felt sorry for the young lady. Looking at the people on the stage who were constantly venting, he shook his head and sighed, "The young lady is also a pitiful person..."

Qi Han finally stopped before dinner. She was already sweating all over. The liquid sliding down her cheeks was sweat and looked like tears. She never cried, maybe because she was too busy to remember, or maybe because there was no smell of tears in her memory.

After asking the housekeeper to tell Suanyu to take care of his own dinner, he returned to his room - a room with cool colors and no strange smell.

She changed her shoes and walked to the bathroom. Standing under the shower, she looked at herself in the mirror and stroked her delicate little face. Under her charming peach blossom eyes was a straight nose, her rosy lips were slightly open, and she exhaled a breath of foul air, but she still looked beautiful.

However, at this moment, he suddenly saw a person standing there, his lips slightly parted, as if he was talking to himself, or reciting something: "Who are you?"

"You are nobody."

"You have nothing."

"You, what's the meaning of living?"

……

There was not a trace of sadness or joy in these words.

After changing into clean clothes, Jian Che put his things on the bar and locked himself in the laboratory.

There were many medicines and reagents piled up inside, and almost every bottle of medicine and reagent was a corresponding poison and antidote. She put on a mask and began to study new poisons. When she was fully committed to her work, time always flew by quickly. She focused on mixing various chemicals, trying different proportions and formulas to find the most deadly toxin. Her eyes were fixed on the medicine bottle on the laboratory table, and the dropper in her hand dripped every drop of liquid accurately, as if creating a work of art. In this closed space, she was alone with those poisons and antidotes. She was immersed in her own world and forgot all external interference. As time went on, she gradually mastered more knowledge and skills, and constantly improved and perfected her poison formula. However, just when she was concentrating, a small negligence put her in danger. A drop of venom accidentally splashed into her eyes, causing severe pain and burning. She hurriedly rinsed it with clean water, but it was too late. The venom quickly penetrated into her body, triggering a series of serious reactions. She felt dizzy, had difficulty breathing, and her heartbeat accelerated. She realized that she was poisoned and her situation was very critical. She tried to stay calm and find a way to detoxify, but time was running out and her consciousness gradually blurred. At the last moment, she remembered a special antidote in the laboratory that might be able to save her life. With her last bit of strength, she walked to the cabinet where the antidote was stored, opened the door, and took out the antidote. She injected the antidote into her body with trembling hands, then fell to the ground, waiting for the drug to take effect. After a while, she finally recovered some strength and slowly opened her eyes. She realized that she had just experienced a life-and-death test, and it all stemmed from her obsession and carelessness with poison. This accident made her deeply aware of the dangers of poisons and made her understand that even the smallest mistake could lead to irreversible consequences. Since then, she has been more cautious with poisons and no longer easily ignores any details. At the same time, she also began to think about how to better use her knowledge and skills to prevent similar things from happening again.

The three-day incubation period of the strong Feng showed a strange dark green color, as if it was a venom drawn from the abyss, and was carefully placed in a special reagent bottle. It was early in the morning, and everything was quiet, and people were immersed in dreams. Qihan felt a little sleepy. She carefully stored the medicine and then gently placed it on a chair beside her. She sat there quietly, her eyes gradually became blurred, and finally closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. However, she didn't know that at this time, the lights in the room began to flicker, as if some mysterious power was at work. In a flash, a ball of hot flames soared into the sky, engulfing everything around. Qihan was unaware of it, and was still sleeping, unable to wake up. Outside the door, Ling Yu stood there, his eyes were turbid and unclear, as if he was controlled by some evil power. He looked quietly at the growing sea of ​​fire, and an inexplicable pleasure surged in his heart.

The morning sun stirred up the dust in the dense clock, and it danced on the face of the person on the bed. Ling Han moved her eyelashes, stretched comfortably, and sat up. She did not open her eyes immediately, but squinted to adapt to the light, and then slowly opened her eyes.

"Huh?" Ling Han looked around in confusion and blinked, "So this is what the laboratory looks like..." She scratched her head in confusion, as if she had not fully woken up yet.

He sorted out his thoughts. It was already early morning when he finished making the medicine. What happened in his short sleep? Was it an illusion? He was a little dazed looking at his hands. These hands were just as white but more childish, without any trace of time. The girl saved him. Unlike his 25-year-old hands, his hands were corroded by the medicine and looked rough, while these hands were sickly pale. What on earth was going on? Thinking about the whole process, Wang Qinghan looked at her and said, "Who are you?"

Ling Han looked up when he heard the voice, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "People?" Chu Qinghan propped up his chin and thought for a while, then said firmly: "I died yesterday, so I am not a human now." His brows frowned deeper, his eyes were full of confusion and puzzlement, and he muttered to himself: "Why am I here?" Ling Han scratched his head and explained: "Well, a voice told me to wait here, and then you showed up." Ling Han widened his eyes and asked curiously: "Who?" Chu Linghan looked to the side, as if looking for the mysterious voice, and then said softly: "Here I am."

Gradually, the two wisps of smoke transformed into human figures. Ling Han was stunned: “Black and White Impermanence?”

There were two people, one black and one white. The black impermanence had a ferocious face and held a soul-catching lock; the white impermanence had a pale face and held a mourning stick. Their figures were erratic, as if they would disappear at any time.

Ling Han's heart tightened. He knew that the Black and White Impermanence were the soul-collecting messengers of the underworld, specifically responsible for collecting the souls of dying people in the mortal world. He didn't know why he saw them. Could it be that his life span had come to an end?

“Ling Han, your life span has not yet ended, but you are destined to encounter a disaster.” Hei Wuchang’s voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell.

"Disaster? What disaster?" Ling Han asked.

"You will encounter a powerful enemy who will bring you great trouble." Bai Wuchang's voice was eerie and terrifying, making people shudder.

"How should I deal with this?" Ling Han asked.

"You need to find a magical artifact that can help you defeat the enemy." Hei Wuchang said.

"Divine artifact? What divine artifact? Where can I find it?" Ling Han asked.

"Only you can find the whereabouts of the artifact." Bai Wuchang said.

After saying this, the figures of the Black and White Impermanence gradually disappeared, leaving Ling Han alone standing there in a daze. He didn't know how to find the artifact, nor did he know what kind of enemy he would encounter. But he knew that he had to find the artifact as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Hei Wuchang glanced at her without answering. Bai Wuchang took out the scroll from his sleeve, unfolded it, and read, "Go, Qinghan, if the tooth set, only five, dead, but, go to the ghost to travel through another world, find someone with a similar fate to attach to it. Chu Linghan, female, fourteen years old, died.

Ling Han was reborn and glanced at Chu Ling Han: "Why is she here now?

"White Impermanence" "Save the fetus, just!" Read Han: "I was yours yesterday?"

"Because you put it in advance, (too heavy in her she also wished to: from the impermanence: "burned to death." "Who put it?" "You will know when you die, it's best not to come out.

Don't try it lightly. If you are reborn this time, you won't be so lucky next time. "Ling Han" me! How can I lose my life again so easily? "Bai Wu Shi"

In order to prevent her from being taken away by the wizard in the human world, I will put her in your hands first.

In the mind of the God, "that" Qi will not have any effect "harm", let anything

It may not be complete. It depends on your adaptation in the future. "