The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

After this battle, the course of history was reversed, and the cruel past of the Ghost Clan being exterminated by the Shura Clan was completely rewritten.

Su Yang was so excited that he instantly experienced a reversion to his ancestors. He quickly climbed up a sturdy tree, hugged the trunk tightly with both hands, and screamed with excitement.

As the excitement gradually wore off, Su Yang began to think about traveling back in time.

Last time, he was killed by that bastard Xue Moqian and went back. But now, history has been rewritten, and going back to look for death is pure idiocy.

After pondering for a while, Su Yang finally decided to "do it himself and have enough food and clothing."

He stood there, his eyes fixed on the solid wall not far away.

Su Yang gritted his teeth, closed his eyes suddenly, and rushed towards the wall like a brave calf.

Just when he was about to kill the person, Su Yang suddenly braked the car.

"No, no, this death is too tragic," Su Yang said to himself, "The Ghost Clan just won a great victory, but the young master died by hitting the wall at this moment. This is unacceptable."

Su Yang muttered as he wandered around. Unconsciously, he looked up and found himself at the riverside.

Su Yang looked at the river, his eyes suddenly lit up, "I got it! The child was playing and accidentally fell into the river, and eventually drowned. This reason should be justified. Hehe, I am really a genius."

Su Yang took a deep breath and then rushed to the water with full speed.

With a "splash", he jumped into the river, splashing huge water.

The water swallowed up his tiny body in an instant, and the world around him became silent.

Time passed minute by minute, Su Yang did not float up, but he started to swim.

"I'm so f*cking convinced. How can Cangle be so young and still be able to swim? This is just a waste of time!"

Su Yang complained in great frustration while paddling in the water.

After resting for a while, Su Yang stood up, patted the mud off his body, and began to look around for a new "opportunity to commit suicide".

As he was walking, he saw a small hill in front of him. An idea popped into Su Yang's mind: "If I roll down from this hill, I might get half killed. If I'm lucky, I might even cross it!"

Thinking of this, Su Yang immediately became energetic and ran up the hill. When he reached the top of the hill, he closed his eyes, tilted his body and began to roll down.

At first, Su Yang found it quite exciting, with the wind whistling in his ears, but after rolling a few times, he felt something was wrong.

The stones and branches on the hillside kept scraping his body, causing him to cry out in pain. "No, no, this hurts too much!" Su Yang panicked and used his hands and feet to desperately try to stop.

After finally stopping the rolling, Su Yang was already bruised and swollen, and his clothes had several holes in them.

Despite the hardship, Su Yang did not give up. He limped along, muttering, "I don't believe I can't find a way to go back!"

As he was thinking, he suddenly saw a big deep pit not far away. "If I accidentally fall into it, I might be able to successfully cross it... But if I fall and become disabled, that would be terrible."

He paced back and forth, hesitating for a long time, and finally shook his head: "No, this risk is too great."

At this moment, there was a sudden buzzing sound. Su Yang looked up and saw that it was a wasp flying towards him.

Looking at the wasp, Su Yang had an idea again: "If I get stung by the wasp a few times, maybe I can be poisoned to death, then I can travel through time, right?"

Su Yang carefully followed the wasps and came to a wasp's nest. He picked up a branch, his heart pounding with nervousness. "Let's fight!"

Su Yang gritted his teeth, picked up a branch and poked the hornet's nest.

With a "buzz" sound, the hornet's nest exploded instantly, and a group of hornets pounced towards Su Yang like angry soldiers.

Su Yang was so scared that he dropped the branch and ran away. "Help!"

His instinct for survival made him run while waving his hands, trying to drive away the hornets, but the hornets kept chasing him.

"I was wrong, isn't it okay that I was wrong?" Su Yang fled in a panic. After a long time, the hornets finally dispersed gradually.

Su Yang's face was covered with several large lumps from being stung. It was red and swollen and looked very miserable.

In short, he went through eighty-one difficulties but still couldn't find a way to go back.

"I need to shout a slogan when I come through, but the key is that the mirror is not next to me now. Will it be useful if I shout again?"

There was really no other way now, so he could only try his luck. Su Yang concentrated his energy and shouted, "I want to go back --!!!"

Then he closed his eyes and waited quietly, but as expected, he failed again.

"What the hell! Can't I wear it back? Although I love my relatives here, I also can't let go of my modern parents and friends!"

Unexpectedly, Su Yang successfully traveled back.

Because just when he was speaking sweet words, he accidentally said, "Fuck you, I want to go back!!"

I don’t know how weird the guy who set the password for the Tenth Generation Yin-Yang Mother-and-Child Mirror was. In short, Su Yang guessed the password to travel back again.

The miracle happened without any warning. A dazzling white light flashed and Su Yang quickly lay down. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes.

Good news! Good news!!! Very good news!!!"

Su Yang successfully traveled back from the ghost tribe 30,000 years ago.

However, a new problem arose. He seemed to have been thrown into the wilderness by the Tenth Generation Yin-Yang Mirror.

Su Yang sat up from the weed-covered ground and looked around. He saw that the surroundings were desolate, as if it was a corner forgotten by the world.

The sky was covered with dark clouds. The thick clouds made it hard to breathe and not even a ray of sunlight could penetrate.

Everything was gray and hazy, and there was no one living within a hundred miles. It was indescribably weird.

"What the hell is this place? Shouldn't I have woken up from the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion?"

Su Yang had a thousand questions in his mind. He lowered his head and found the Ten Generations Yin-Yang Mirror next to him. He grabbed it and shouted at the mirror:

"Brother, when can you be more reliable? You said you had everything back for me, why didn't you just take me back to the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion like you did last time.

Instead, you left me in the wilderness. Look around you. It's like the Stone Age. Your service attitude needs to be improved."

After complaining, he patted his butt and stood up, trying to find a way out. The road was remote and difficult to walk on, and the weeds were taller than people.

Su Yang struggled to navigate through the weeds, unable to discern the direction. He looked up at the sky, which was still overcast and had no sign of direction.

Compared with the terrain here, the mountains he had explored in the past were nothing more than little brothers.

I don't know how long I walked, but I finally saw a trace of human habitation.

"Oh yeah, I'm finally out!"

After Su Yang arrived in the suburbs, he instantly felt much more at home. He quickly ran along the road towards the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion.

But as he ran, the area around him became increasingly remote, and a sense of foreboding came over him. He ran for a while longer, and not only did the area become increasingly remote, it also became increasingly familiar.

"Fuck! This, this, this... Didn't I start from here? Why did I go back? Did I get too excited and fall? Yeah, that's very possible. Let's do it again!"

But fate seemed to have played a huge joke on him. No matter which path he took, he would eventually return to the original starting point.