"Let me do it all over again!?"

Zhao Yang's mind has been tempered for hundreds of millions of years, and he has long since looked at things one-sidedly, he has sorted out everything, and all of these can happen.

"It seems that the soul returns to the beginning, which is the best proof." At this time, Zhao Yang has regarded the last thought as the most correct idea, although there is no evidence, but sometimes he has experienced a lot of things, and his intuition is very keen.

Zhao Yang's gaze at this time was no longer confused, but relieved.

"Now that we're back in the past, let's let it be."

"There are just some mundane things that have always made me miss, so I took this opportunity to have some regrets!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Yang's face rarely showed a touch of melancholy.

But now he needs to deal with this terrible body, although it is only some skin trauma, but as a mortal, he also needs to be treated.

Although the body is mortal, but the soul is an out-and-out billion-year-old powerful person, of course, there are many ways to heal themselves, even if there is no aura, but Zhao Yang found that the essence in this body is still quite strong, there are about ten levels, a little stronger than the normal seven or eight levels, he just knows a kind of self-healing technique with essence as the method, meditate and breathe for a while, the blood in the body is gradually compounding, and the wounds outside the skin are gradually compounding, and slowly disappearing, but the body can not see that it has healed itself, and the appearance is still sloppy, Blood and dust were still crawling all over the body.

As time went by, the sky had already darkened, and the street lamps at the intersection were lit up at this time, but I didn't feel particularly dim.

At this time, on the side of the road not far from the entrance of Zhaoyang Lane, a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old in sportswear was anxiously moving forward while watching and shouting,

"Brother."

"Brother."

……

Her brother did not come home so late that she was very anxious, so she went out to patrol.

When she walked to the entrance of the alley, she turned her head and saw Zhao Yang meditating at the end of the closing session, covered in sloppy bloodstains.

"Brother."

"Brother."

The moment she saw Zhao Yang, the girl ran to Zhao Yang's side at once.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Zhao Yang, who was covered in blood, the girl panicked all of a sudden, and tears were about to burst out.

Zhao Yang was awakened by the girl's movements, opened his eyes, and looked at the girl in front of him with a worried and worried face.

This girl is very white, even in the dim light, she can feel very white, like an ordinary girl's slender body, not beautiful, and can even be said to be ugly, because there is a deep centipede-shaped scar on this girl's face, even if the girl deliberately uses bangs to cover it, but it still can't stop this hideous scar, it is too long and too deep, if you want to cover it all, I am afraid you can only cover the whole face.

When Zhao Yang saw the girl's face, he stood on the spot for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses, looking directly at the girl in front of him, without disgust and disgust, there was a sense of love and pity in his eyes that he had never seen before, as if he was reminiscing.

"Brother, you are seriously injured, I will take you to the hospital." The girl was also a little relieved when she saw Zhao Yang's eyes open, but she was still very worried when she saw the blood stains on Zhao Yang's body.

She wanted to take Zhao Yang to the hospital, but before she could do anything, Zhao Yang suddenly hugged her at this time, and hugged her very tightly, but she didn't resist, just her heart was pounding.

The girl's face was slightly red and a little hot, Zhao Yang hugged him tighter and tighter, and the girl responded slowly and hugged him.

"Brother?" The girl's voice was a little dry, and she sighed softly.

I don't think her brother would do this to her.

"You're doing well!" Zhao Yang popped out a sentence for a long time, but this sentence contained many years of strong longing.

This girl is Zhao Yang's sister, Zhao Wen, not a biological brother and sister, Zhao Yang has no parents, was adopted by Zhao Wen's parents from the orphanage, originally a family of four together, but when Zhao Yang was fifteen years old, a car accident buried Zhao Yang's adoptive father and adoptive mother, and since then the brother and sister have relied on each other.

My sister is one year younger than Zhao Yang, but she took on everything in the family after her parents died.

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