Jiang Han felt as if he was trapped in an abyss, surrounded by deep darkness, and there was no end. He walked in the darkness in confusion, but didn't know where to go.

Somehow, Jiang Han's consciousness became clear. At the same time, a huge feeling of boredom arose from his heart, and there was an indescribable fear that made him almost crazy.

"Where is this place? Why am I here?" In the darkness, Jiang Han squatted on the ground, pinching his head hard, thinking about everything that happened before.

"I'm dead? No, no! I'm sleeping...so, is this a dream?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Han calmed down a little and murmured to himself: "Yes, I'm sleeping, then I must be dreaming now."

He slowly stood up and looked around. The endless darkness was still thrilling in his heart.

Jiang Han stood quietly, feeling the darkness, and an indescribable sense of loneliness surged into his heart, as if... He was the only one left in this world.

He shook his cleverness, as if he wanted to drive away this feeling.

"Generally speaking, people in dreams will not realize that they are dreaming, but the situation is different now. Since I know I am dreaming, does that mean that I can control my dream?" Jiang Han's eyes suddenly lit up, and joy appeared on his face.

"The sun comes out!" Jiang Han raised his chin and waved his hand, giving a momentum to point out the country.

quiet.

The darkness is still shrouded in without a trace of light.

"Why didn't you respond? Could it be that my statement is wrong?" After a while, Jiang Han rubbed his sore arms posing and frowned and thought.

"Then change another one... come out! My sun!!"

"I let the sun shine in the world in the name of the Creator!"

"God said, there must be light..."

“…”

"...Go to you!" He said until his mouth was dry and the sun did not appear, and the darkness was still dark. Jiang Han cursed at the sky, and then sat on the ground.

"Hmm?" Jiang Han suddenly turned his head, looked surprised, then jumped up suddenly and ran towards the back like crazy.

It turned out that a ray of light suddenly appeared behind Jiang Han. Although it was far away and weak, it attracted attention like a bright moon in this endless darkness.

"Does it take to use scolding to be useful?" As he ran, a strange thought popped up in Jiang Han's mind, his face full of strangeness.

Before he could think about it, the light that was just out of reach suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Han. Before Jiang Han could brake, he directly hit him in, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

A moment later, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the darkness, and the words were stiff.

"The host identity is being determined... Ding, the confirmation is completed, the host Jiang Han has unknown origin, and the degree of fit with the body is 30%, and there is no abnormality."

"The physical injury was detected and it is being repaired...repair is completed!"

"The perfect fusion of soul and body is underway...the perfect fusion failed, the remaining stored energy is activated, and the perfect fusion continues...the perfect fusion succeeds!"

"Warning: insufficient energy, fall into automatic sleep...Warning: insufficient energy, fall into automatic sleep...Warning..."

...

"Ah!" Jiang Han shouted, and sat up suddenly, his chest fluttering violently, his face covered in sweat.

"It's really a dream." Jiang Han exhaled gently, raised his arms and wiped his sweat, but soon his movements solidified, and his eyelids trembled violently, as if he had seen something incredible.

"This...this clothes..." Jiang Han lowered his head and his pupils shrank again.

Although the coarse linen is old, it is very clean. The green clothes have been washed white. But these are not problems. What surprised Jiang Han was that the clothes were obviously ancient clothing.

"Is it someone who made a prank with me?" Jiang Han thought came to his mind, but after he looked around for a week, he immediately threw away the idea.

It’s easy to say about clothes, but it’s very simple to make one, but how to explain this house? The decoration of the old cottage is obviously in ancient style. No one would specially build a house like this for a prank!

After reaching out and touching the long hair, Jiang Han became more sure.

"Time travel..." Jiang Han murmured to himself, with a bitter corner of his mouth.

He is different from the protagonists in time travel novels. He is not an orphan or something. After time travel, he loses his thoughts. He has his own parents, his own lover, his own friends, and... everything he cares about!

Why did you change the world when you wake up?

How sad it would be for parents, she, and friends to find themselves suddenly missing? They will definitely look for themselves all over the world, but how can they find them?

Even if there is a car accident or something before traveling through time, it’s fine! It’s better to just think that you’re dead than disappearing inexplicably, right?!

Jiang Han sat on the bed, buried his head between his knees, and grabbed his hair in pain.

"Xiao Han, you are awake!" A soft cry of concern came from surprise. Jiang Han slowly looked up and looked at a woman walking over quickly. Although her face was vicissitudes, her facial features were very delicate, and she could vaguely see her beauty when she was young.

"Who are you?" Jiang Han said softly.

Involuntarily, he felt a sense of intimacy towards the woman. This sense of intimacy came inexplicably, but he did not feel repulsive, because this kind of intimacy came from the depths of his heart.

"Xiao... Xiaohan, you don't know your mother anymore? Take a look, I'm a mother! How can you not know your mother anymore... You know your mother..." The smile on the woman's face froze, her face turned pale, and in an instant, tears came out. She stretched out a hand tremblingly and stroked Jiang Han's face.

The woman's hands were a little rough, and her face hurt. Jiang Han subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but when he raised his eyes, he stopped when he saw the sadness and tears on the woman's face.

"Mom..." Jiang Han murmured softly, but with strangeness and hesitation.

"Xiao Han, Xiao Han, you remembered it!" The woman ignored this. She hugged Jiang Han into her arms, and tears fell down.

"I knew, I knew you wouldn't forget your mother! The pharmacist said that your head was damaged and you might lose your memory, it was true... But it doesn't matter, just remember your mother! Nothing else matters!" The woman was a little incoherent, but Jiang Han could clearly feel her joy and excitement.

Jiang Han's heart moved, but his face was expressionless. He knew that the "Xiao Han" in the mouth of this woman was dead. The current owner of this body was him, Jiang Han from the earth!

Mother, it must be more painful than this woman now, right? Jiang Han thought silently.

He really wanted to say, I am not your son, your son is dead!

But for some reason, he opened his mouth several times but couldn't spit out a word. Deep down in his heart, he seemed not to allow him to open this mouth.

The woman kept holding him, and she couldn't hold her tears. Jiang Han could feel that his shoulders were soaked with tears.

After a long silence, Jiang Han finally said softly: "...Mom, my head hurts a little, I want to rest for a while."

"Oh, yes! Look at me, I forgot!" The woman hurriedly let go of Jiang Han, her face nervous, as if she was at a loss, "You just woke up and must have not been completely recovered. You should have had more rest. Mom goes to prepare food for you."

"Yes." Jiang Han nodded.

The woman wiped her face, said a few more words to let Jiang Han take a good rest, and then hurried out.

Watching the woman go out and close the door, Jiang Han took a deep breath and began to sort out the memory of "Dead Jiang Han" in his mind.

Just now, his mind was on the side of the earth's home. Although he knew that there was something more in his mind, he didn't have time to pay attention to it.

Memories are fragmented and mostly incomplete, but they are enough for Jiang Han to understand the situation here.

The most common one in my memory is the woman, Jiang Han's current mother. It turns out that Jiang Han's father has passed away since childhood. He was completely pulled by the woman to grow up. For so many years, the two of them depend on each other.

The woman was beautiful when she was young. After Jiang Han's father passed away, many people wanted to marry her, but she refused. She usually made some household items to sell, barely making a living, and she suffered countless hardships.

What surprised Jiang Han was that this was not the ancient earth, but a place called Tianwu Continent. People could practice, and the strong would move mountains and fill the seas at any time, and they could do almost everything!

"When I have a high level of cultivation, can I go back?" Jiang Han thought to himself, and suddenly there were many more thoughts.

Many time travel novels have such plots. Since he can travel through time, it is not impossible to go back!

Cultivating martial arts requires qualifications. Although it is also related to diligence, qualifications determine a large part of it.

Fortunately, although Jiang Han’s qualifications are not very good, he is not bad either. If he can continue to practice, he may not be able to become a strong man!

After barely suppressing the excitement in his heart, Jiang Han continued to check his memory. He would never be hurt for no reason. Something must have happened.

Soon he realized that the dead Jiang Han was also a filial son. In order not to make his mother tired and to train himself, he joined an adventure team and often hunted monsters, thus getting a little reward.

Because Jiang Han is young and honest and does not cause trouble, he is very kind to the team members, so he has a good relationship with everyone.

But monsters are not people who can be kneaded, and many adventure teams compete with each other.

Jiang Han was injured because their team was attacked by another adventure team. Jiang Han was unfortunately hit by a few strokes, and two more people in the team died... In fact, it should be considered that Jiang Han was killed, and three people died.

After figuring out everything, Jiang Han breathed out and received the memory. He gradually entered the role. He found that he fell in love with this world full of martial arts atmosphere. Every man has a dream of martial arts. Although he is different from the martial arts world, it is not much different!

A disagreement, draw your sword to face each other!

It was faintly clear that Jiang Han felt his blood boiling. This made him wonder if he had always had a violent factor.

"The hatred of killing 'me' is irreconcilable."

"Slags... wait, let me take revenge!"

Jiang Han's strange laughter came from the hut. Jiang's mother in the next room was worried after hearing this. In her opinion, Jiang Han's head was seriously damaged. Although she could remember her now, it seemed that there were many problems in her whole body.

Jiang Han would never make such a strange laugh in the past!
Chapter completed!