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Yang Limin was also relieved, thinking that with the doctor here, the little girl should be able to stabilize her condition. He said to Xiao Li, "Xiao Li, let the child take the medicine first, and contact me at any time if there is any problem."

Xiao Li held Yang Limin's hand, his eyes full of gratitude, "Mr. Yang, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't know what to do."

Yang Limin smiled and said, "You're welcome. We are all neighbors, and it's only natural for us to help each other."

After leaving Xiao Li's house, Yang Limin once again set out on the road back to Uncle Liu's house. Along the way, snowflakes were still flying, and he couldn't help thinking about everything that had happened during this period. Traveling to this world gave him the opportunity to experience a different life again, but he also understood that the grudges and hatreds of the rivers and lakes were not far away from him.

When he returned to Grandpa Liu's house, Grandpa Liu was waiting for him. Seeing Yang Limin coming back, Grandpa Liu asked with concern: "How is the matter handled?" "The child has taken the medicine, and he should be fine."

Uncle Liu breathed a sigh of relief. He is always so warm-hearted. Come, sit down, and let's continue chatting.

Yang Limin sat back down by the fire, but he couldn't calm down for a long time. Uncle Liu saw what was on his mind and said softly, "Limin, if you have anything to say, just say it. Don't keep it in your heart."

Yang Limin was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Uncle Liu, I always feel like I'm missing something in this world. Although there is a lot of human touch here, I always feel a little lonely. He said meaningfully: "The world is always so complicated, but the human heart is the most important. If you have concerns and dreams in your heart, then go after them and don't let yourself regret it."

Yang Limin nodded thoughtfully. He understood that what Uncle Liu said made sense. In this strange yet familiar world, he needed to find his own position and his own path.

A few days later, Yang Limin received a letter with only a few words in it, but it shocked him. The letter was from Linghu Chong, telling him that there was another disturbance in the martial arts world, and the evil sect and the righteous forces had once again clashed, and his help was needed.

Yang Limin knew that he could not refuse the call of the underworld. He said goodbye to Uncle Liu and set foot on the road of the underworld again. His heart was full of fighting spirit and expectation, because he knew that this time, he would no longer be a bystander, but a real participant.

Walking on the vast snowy plain, Yang Limin was full of determination. He believed that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, he could face it head-on, because he not only had the support of his friends, but also the faith in his heart.

When Yang Limin arrived at Linghu Chong's location, he found that a fierce battle had already begun. The martial arts masters of the righteous and evil sects fought fiercely on the snow, and the whole world seemed to be shaking with the flashing swords and shadows of swords.

Yang Limin drew his sword and joined

His name is Yang Limin. He is a level 5 fitter at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. He earns 52 yuan a month. But he is not from this world.

Yang Limin, a fifth-level fitter at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, earns 52 yuan a month. He has superb skills and works hard, making him a key member of the factory. However, he is not from this world.

A few months ago, he was an ordinary young man in modern society who loved martial arts novels. After a strange time travel, he came to a completely unfamiliar world, a world of hatred, love, and swords. Although he has the memory and thoughts of a modern person, he has to adapt and survive in this world.

The days after crossing over were not peaceful. Yang Limin experienced many twists and turns and hardships. He lived in the capital of this world for a while, made some friends, and encountered many dangers. But in his heart, he always missed Linghu Chong and the world full of chivalry and challenges.

One day, he received another letter from Linghu Chong, and learned that the Jianghu was in turmoil again, and the conflict between the evil sect and the righteous sect was intensifying. Yang Limin decided to embark on the road of Jianghu again to help his friends and face new challenges.

When he arrived at where Linghu Chong was, a fierce battle was unfolding. The masters of the righteous and the evil sects were fighting on the snow, with swords flashing and sabers flashing, and it was extremely tragic. Linghu Chong was fighting with a master of the evil sect. The two sides were evenly matched and the battle was extremely fierce. He flew forward and joined the battle. His appearance boosted the morale of the righteous sect, and the people of the evil sect were also shocked. His swordsmanship was not fancy, but every move was full of power and determination. Wherever his sword pointed, it was terrifying.

"Li Min, come and help me!" Linghu Chong shouted loudly while dealing with the enemy.

Yang Limin responded and rushed to Linghu Chong's side, fighting alongside him. They had perfect tacit understanding, their swords intertwined as if they were one. Although the masters of the Demon Sect were fierce, they were powerless under the combined attack of the two.

"Brother Linghu, be careful!" Yang Liming suddenly saw a master of the Demon Sect attacking from the flank and immediately reminded Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong reacted quickly, dodging the fatal blow by leaning to the side, and at the same time thrusting out with his sword, repelling the attacker. The two smiled at each other and continued to fight bravely. The battle gradually became fierce, and both sides tried their best. The blood dyed the snow red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Yang Limin's swordsmanship became more and more fierce, and each sword carried endless power. His eyes were firm, as if he had experienced countless life-and-death struggles. This determination and courage infected the righteous disciples around him, and they also became more courageous and worked together to gradually force the demons back.

"Everyone hold on, we will definitely win!" Yang Limin shouted loudly to boost morale.

The morale of the righteous sect was high, and the people of the demon sect were gradually defeated. Seeing victory in sight, Yang Limin did not relax at all, because he knew that at this critical moment of life and death, any carelessness could lead to failure.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed by, and Yang Limin felt a strong wind coming. He quickly turned sideways and faced the sword. It turned out to be a top master of the Demon Cult. This man had a nimble figure, strange swordsmanship, and every move was deadly. Yang Limin felt a huge pressure, but he was not afraid and fought fiercely.

The swords of the two intertwined in the air, making clanging sounds of metal collision. Yang Limin gritted his teeth and concentrated his energy, making every move extremely precise. He knew he had to go all out and not make any mistakes.

"Are you the Yang Liming who suddenly appeared?" The Demon Cult master sneered, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Yes, it's me." Yang Liming responded coldly, and his sword became more fierce.

The two were fighting fiercely, and Linghu Chong beside them was also fighting with another master of the Demon Sect. The battle between the two sides became more and more intense, as if the whole world was shaking in the light of their swords.