One day in early January, the cold wind whistled by with snowflakes, and the huge world was rendered vast and bleak.

In Lingbo City, wearing a tattered dress, he curled his hands in a corner, trying to make himself into a ball.

The endless pain hit him, and he was unable to resist and could only grit his teeth and endure it.

There were five or six big men standing around him, and they were clattering at him, ramming in a mess, making him snot and tears flowing, wishing he could be reincarnated immediately.

"His uncle, you have the ability to beat me to death. Anyway, I have a bad life. I'll take you to bury you with me, and it's not a loss!"

"I swear, if you can't beat me to death, I'll steal until you go bankrupt!"

"Come on! Keep going!"

...

He provoked unscrupulously, saying this was so terrible that it seemed as if he had practiced it thousands of times and could do it casually.

In fact, he spent every day being beaten and provoked, and he had already mastered his skills in searching for death.

"Bah! Dog guy, every time I say these few words, it's light. Grandpa's life is precious! If you can't kill you, you can't beat me to death!"

"The stubborn waste should be ruined. I will make you arrogant and make you crazy..."

"Let grandpa teach you how to be a good person, you are a grandson!"

...

The big men became more and more excited and started to kick and beat them harder. In the cold winter, a layer of white mist actually rose from their heads, but sweat was blowing out.

No matter what is like a piece of dead meat, after the other party has rubbed it enough, it will be abandoned in the corner of the wall.

As time passed, snow fell from the sky, and there were no pedestrians in the fields. No one in the world cared about what was covered under the snow.

The world is so white and transparent that there is no trace of dirt.

It was not until the sound of the updater's clapper that Ren Yi finally opened his eyes, which were blocked by the snow, shook his dizzy head. He looked around in a daze. A gust of cold wind blew, and he couldn't help but shivered.

It was already the third update in the middle of the night. When he touched his swollen legs, he sighed, "It's all like this, I still can't die. The thief is really blind."

He trembled and took out a piece of raw meat from his sleeve. Because it was cold, it had already become a little stiff and had no appetite at all.

However, he was hungry and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.

This was something he stole from the pork stall after working hard. His wandering life made him get used to eating raw food.

Thinking of the young man who was once a young man who was so furious that he had to open his mouth. He had never suffered such bitterness in the world? He couldn't help but sigh.

It was just one day when he was just one month old. A Taoist priest from Youfang suddenly came to ask for wine. After seeing his face, the wine cup broke and sat on the ground. He said in panic: "The broom star is actually the broom star! Throw it away, throw him away!"

He looked so nervous that he scared Ren Yi's family.

However, Ren Yi was a male after all, and the first heir in the family. The young parents were reluctant to let him go and chose to hide the Taoist's divination words and keep him by his side.

After that, strange events happened frequently. First, the family's business gradually shrank and life became difficult. Then, the large family, which was originally prosperous, also had difficulty in offspring and had no successors.

By the time he could barely grow to the age of seven, in just three months, the respected elders in the family had inexplicably passed away.

The rumor that he was a broom star could no longer be covered. All his sins were taken out and forced to be put on his head. After depriving him of his name, he was swept out.

When he was young, he suddenly came from heaven to hell and suffered from the vicissitudes of the world.

After finally struggling to survive until the age of eighteen, the Shenling Sect opened a mountain to accept disciples. He begged all the way and hungry for three days and three nights. The test result was that he was a spirit-absolute body and had no qualifications to practice in this life.

It is better to go back than to be born without hope!

Desperate, he chose many ways to die:

Hanging? The rope seems to be unable to bear it. When it is about to fall, there will always be accidents, either the beam of the house is broken, the branch is broken, or the rope is broken.

In short, if everything is cut off, it is right that people cannot cut off their anger.

Drowning? His tricks are OK. He always has to slap twice out of instinct. It is really difficult to be choked to death without external help.

Poison? That's not something he, a beggar, can touch, and it is controlled by the government. Even if he is greedy, he can only stare at him. Who makes him so shabby that he can't even enter the door of the medicine shop.

Fire? He was so poor that he couldn't afford to even have a flint. He was just used as a whole body, and it was not worth a penny.

Starving to death? He changed to many desolate and uninhabited places and waited quietly to die, but food was always delivered to his door for various reasons.

There are passers-by, wealthy and nobles, and kind and beautiful daughters. They can always have an unexpected encounter with him in a rough corner.

He still didn't eat it. Such torture was too painful. He gritted his teeth and chose to feast on it.

...

If he did so many times, he would be cut into pieces and cut into pieces. He didn't dare to try the cruel way of dying that the five horses had dismembered the body. He didn't have hope for anything else, so he just lived a life of silence!

The feeling of fullness made him sigh with relief, and slowly moved his body, preparing to find a warm place to cat for the whole night.

"Don't run! Stop for me!"

In the quiet night, a roar shocked him.

When I saw it, a group of men in black chased a slim figure towards him. The other party had bright weapons in his hands, but it was obvious that he was not a good person.

"Hiss~~~My mother~~~"

He gasped and limped forward.

However, his body was dragged down, and he was soon caught up by a slim figure, pulled him over and threw him at the man in black like a broken sandbag.

"Ah~~ah~~Help!"

The rapid sliding scared him and couldn't help but make a shocking ghost cry.

The slim figure was pretty good, and Ren Yi hit the two men in black straight.

Although he was not fat, he couldn't stand his tall figure. Two men in black were very unlucky. One was knocked down by his head and his nose was bleeding. The other was knocked down by his butt and his teeth were knocked away.

Before the two of them could get angry, they saw a blade appearing in their belly. After a moment of stagnation, they were killed immediately.

But at the moment they paused, the person who caught up behind did not react in time, and the knife stabbed directly into the two people's bodies.

"Hey, his uncle!"

Realizing that he was having a big deal, he wanted to run away if he turned around.

He didn't want to live anymore, but he respected the bloody way of death.

The remaining two accomplices in the man in black transferred their anger to him and angrily scolded him fiercely: "Bastard! Go and die!"

Even though it was dark, the bright sword in the other party's hand was stalked under the reflection of the snow, and his heart wailed, "My life is over!"

But at the moment of lightning flash, "Swoosh, Swoosh..." sounds endlessly, but the dull sound of breaking through the air came continuously.

There were only two "puffs" sounds, and two big swords fell to the ground one after another, stuck in the snow. Then the roar of the man in black came, "Who did it? Who did it?"

"I!"

A figure with a gauze on the side of the road walked out of the dark shadow, but the slim figure who had just run away, lurking back at some point.
Chapter completed!