Yu Dynasty

A bright moon hangs over the green jade city.

Thousands of lights are shining, bustling and noisy, Qingyu City is a city that never sleeps.

In the southwest corner of Qingyu City, in the back garden of a three-entry house, a thin young man looked at the bright moon with his hands in his hands, with a tall figure and a heroic appearance.

The bright moon is as bright as a white jade plate, slowly sprinkling clear light.

The heroic and thin young man remained motionless, obsessively forgetting the bright moon, and his mind was in a trance.

In the study room where I first entered, a short and fat middle-aged man sat in a rattan chair and read a scroll, calm and relaxed, and a charming and beautiful woman sat opposite, worried and frowning.

She is slender and graceful, and sits elegantly.

"Master, will he not be able to think about it?" The woman's voice was soft and moving, and she sighed: "I'm afraid that he won't be able to get out of the horns!"

"Madame, don't worry," the short and fat middle-aged man put down the book: "Xiao Fei must be uncomfortable, but he will never be unable to think about it!"

"Alas......" the charming woman sighed faintly: "Seeing him like that, my heart is broken, and I blame my sister for being incompetent!"

The short and fat middle-aged man smiled: "You...... , you're better than being a big sister than being a mother, which neighbor doesn't boast?"

"Xiao Fei's life is too bitter!" The charming woman wiped the corners of her eyes: "Year after year, I have brushed it down ten times, I'm really afraid that he won't be able to think about it!"

"It's not a bad thing to brush it down. The short and fat middle-aged man said: "His body is too weak, and practicing martial arts is suicide"

The charming woman didn't look at him angrily.

The short and fat middle-aged man was busy laughing, knowing that she had committed suicide by committing suicide: "Madam, in fact, it is good for An An to be an ordinary person, so that Mrs. You don't have to sleep badly all day long, the martial arts are dangerous, and there is often a disaster of killing." ”

"Having said that, I can see that Xiao Fei is like this, I ......"

"Boom!" a muffled thunder resounded through the night sky.

Leng Fei woke up from a trance, looked at Mingyue and smiled to himself.

I am ashamed of my identity as a reincarnated reborn!

In his previous life, when he entered the university at the age of eighteen, he stood on the roof of the university's teaching building, looked at the bustling city of thousands of homes, and suddenly had an epiphany and knew his heart.

People can only live in this life, most people live a humble life, look at people's faces, nest in their pockets, and whisper, a few people can dominate the fate of others and stand in the clouds.

Why can't you be the one who dominates others?

Background is important, but because of this, you accept your fate and are willing to be humble, so what is it like to live?

A manly man can't become a master, he can't become the supreme one, and he is ashamed to go to the world!

He has a ruthlessness in his bones, and once he makes up his mind, he will never waver.

He worked hard, was admitted to the civil service, used all his personal connections to enter the personnel department of the district, and then used all means to climb up.

The section chief likes to play and has taste, so he immersed himself in research, and inadvertently found a broken ancient seal and broke a corner, which is said to be a thunder seal handed down by Zhang Tianshi.

Knowing whether it is fake or bought back, although this seal is broken, it has a good momentum, maybe you will pick up a leak.

What's more, using leakage as bait and studying with the section chief can also greatly enhance the relationship.

On a rainy day, he was sitting in the attic playing with this seal, and a thunderbolt struck, and he died on the spot, and he didn't even have time to give birth to unwillingness and empty hatred.

When he woke up, he was already a baby from a medium-sized family in Qingyu City.

Along with it, there was also the thunder mark, but the thunder mark seemed to be there, vaguely in the depths of the mind, but it couldn't be seen or touched, like an illusion.

He had always believed that his weakness was caused by this thunder mark.

"Boom!" another muffled thunder rang out.

The bright moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the stars were nowhere to be seen.

He looked at the sky with despair in his heart.

It may be reincarnation, or it may be Lei Yin's death, he has a strong spirit, not only does he never forget, but he also thinks like electricity, and has a reaction speed far beyond ordinary people.

If such a foundation matches his ambition in modern society, he may really be able to climb to the top after hard climbing.

However, his spirit is strong, his body is weak, his physique is poor, he can't practice internal strength, and without internal strength, the moves he practices are all flower fists and embroidered legs, and he is not considered a martial artist.

In the modern world, it doesn't matter.

But in such a world where martial arts are thriving, not being able to practice martial arts means being like an ant, no matter how smart you are, it's useless.

It is better to let him live like an ant than to die, and maybe he can be reincarnated again.

But as soon as he thought of the faint thunder mark in his mind, his heart sank, even if he lived again, he would still be weak if he couldn't get rid of this thunder mark.

Is this your own destiny? Your ambition is higher than the sky, and your life is thinner than paper?

"Boom!" the thunder roared louder, and the heavens and the earth seemed to shake.

Being brushed down by Xiaoyaotang for the tenth time, he is not resentful at all, even if he is eighteen years old this year, it means that he will not have the opportunity to practice martial arts in the future.

The body is weak, and practicing martial arts is suicide.

Below the innate realm, practicing martial arts not only does not prolong life, but loses one's life, and martial artists who do not enter the innate realm before the age of thirty have a lifespan of only sixty years.

"Boom!" thunder shook the sky, and the house shook.

The thunder mark in the depths of Leng Fei's mind emerged.

When thunder strikes, it becomes active, clearly showing its presence, and when it is not thundering, it disappears and is not felt.

"Crackle!"

"Boom!"

The rain crackled and fell.

He stood motionless on his back to the sky, letting the rain hit his face, his hair, and his clothes quickly wet.

"Xiao Fei, come in, I'm going to get sick!" the slender and graceful Leng Mei stood under the porch and beckoned eagerly, calling anxiously.

Cold is not weak, so you will get sick when you are so showered.

The short and fat Fan Changfa also hurriedly beckoned, and said anxiously: "Xiaofei, hurry up, don't let your sister worry!"

"Crackle!" they suddenly closed their eyes with a sudden light in front of them.

When she opened her eyes and saw her surroundings clearly, Leng Mei exclaimed: "Xiao Fei ——!"

Leng Fei's hair stood on end, his clothes were in tatters, and his body was pitch black as if he had just crawled out of the ink, only a pair of eyes were shining.

Fan Changfa stomped his feet, and his heart sank.

This is a lightning strike, how can you live!

"Small-non-——!" screamed and rushed forward, and was grabbed by Fan Changfa.

Seeing her struggling desperately, Fan Changfa hurriedly hugged her waist: "Madame, wait and see, he can't move now!"

Leng Fei also has thunder and lightning on his body, and he will be electrocuted if he touches it.

Moreover, Leng Fei may not have died, but was only seriously injured, and rashly touching it will aggravate the injury, and it is most important to keep quiet.

"Haha......ha

Leng Mei stopped struggling and stared at her bright eyes.

Fan Changfa also glared at him in shock.

Leng Fei laughed a few times, and suddenly his right hand was pinched into a sword technique, pointed to the sky, and laughed: "Heaven and earth, I am the only one!"

"Master......" Leng Mei cried: "Xiao Fei, he can't be crazy, right?"

"This ...... This ......" Fan Changfa also felt hairy in his heart, and he didn't know why.

"Eldest sister, I'm not crazy!" Leng Fei turned his head to look at it and laughed: "I'm happy!"

Leng Mei's teary eyes were hazy: "Does it matter if you want your body?"

Leng Fei stepped forward, pulled out the Luo Pa in her sleeve, wiped her charming face, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, eldest sister, I'm fine!"

"How can it be okay to be hit by thunder!" Leng Mei saw that he was behaving normally, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that he is really not crazy, and he is worried about his body, his body bones are already weak, he was drenched in the rain and thundered, how did he get it!

Leng Fei laughed: "It's never been better! I'll change my clothes first." ”

"I'm going to make a bowl of hot soup. Leng Mei hurried away, even in a hurry, still curling Nana, with an elegant and charming gait.

Fan Changfa looked fascinated and watched her leave.

"Brother-in-law, it's an old husband and wife!" Leng Fei patted him on the shoulder.

"Hehe, you're still young, you don't understand. Fan Changfa shook his head and smiled proudly.

The thing he is most proud of is marrying Leng Mei, and Leng Mei's casual smile makes him intoxicated, and he can't get enough of it.

And the years seem to have stopped in her, she is old like this, and she is still the same as when she first got married.

If a wife is like this, what more can a husband ask for!