The Will of Death

Huang Mao family.

Lu Yan sat on the sofa and slowly opened his eyes.

The bodies of the two yellow hairs kneeling in front of the sofa trembled even more violently.

Duan Jianhui felt bitter, as a gangster on weekdays, wandering on the street, so dashing, when he had no money, he took a switchblade to find a friend who was left on the side of the road to borrow.

On this day, I went with Peng Zhi to borrow money from the friend who was left alone, but I didn't think that this friend was not ordinary.

The knives were all stabbed in, but he didn't react at all, and beat both of them.

And as if he had a brain problem, he walked around his house.

This friend sat on the sofa and opened his eyes, and a thick murderous aura rushed to his face.

Duan Jianhui actually didn't know what the so-called murderous aura looked like. But he just felt that as soon as this person's eyes were closed, he suddenly seemed to be a different person, and he was so afraid that he couldn't control his trembling.

Looking at the two yellow hairs in front of him, Lu Yan realized that he had returned.

Take a deep breath and slowly converge the tyrannical aura that came out of killing too many people.

After a while.

Lu Yancai spoke, and his tone became amiable: "Okay, you guys go to sleep quickly, staying up late is not good for your health."

The two yellow-haired looked at each other, nodded, and walked towards the room.

Halfway there, Duan Jianhui suddenly woke up, wait! Isn't this my house?

But let him go to Lu Yan again and did not dare.

The two yellow hairs returned to the room, took out the medical kit, and the slight soft tissue contusion of the broken finger was something they could deal with themselves.

As a gangster who often fights on the street, injuries are a common occurrence, as the saying goes, a long illness becomes a good doctor.

After sending the two yellow hairs away.

Lu Yancai began to turn his head to study this reincarnation system.

Lu Yan had an interface in his mind, and this interface only had the option of personal data.

After clicking on it, you can see a series of data.

"Name: Lu Yan.

Title: None

Physical fitness: 42 (10 for standard Terrans)

Ability: ?

Reincarnation Level: One Realm

Experience World: Death is Coming

Overall Evaluation: A trainee reincarnation who is at ease. "

Personal data is clear at a glance, and there is not much to refer to.

Lu Yan was more concerned about that physical fitness, and when he came back, he heard the reincarnation system prompt that the reward for doubling physical fitness.

That is, his physical fitness before was 21 points.

If you successfully complete the task every time you experience the world, this column of physical fitness should be infinitely improved.

Clenching his fist, Lu Yan did feel that his strength skyrocketed.

According to his estimates, if he is now, he can beat him five or six years ago, and after adapting to the new power, he will be stronger.

There was also a red dot on the interface, and Lu Yan looked a little awkward and clicked it.

"Ding."

"The S-class prize pool is deployed."

"Please start drawing your extra rewards."

A golden turntable appeared in Lu Yan's eyes.

Where he had this kind of thing in those days, it was fun to watch.

The rules are easy to understand, and it's clear that the wheel is turned to get the prize.

No more hesitation.

"Extract."

The golden turntable spun around, and it was impossible to see what the prize was on it.

Lu Yan watched with interest, and as the turntable slowed down, it stopped on a strange icon.

"Ding."

"Extraction complete!"

"Get the prize: Will of Death."

At this time, a skeleton icon gradually appeared on the back of his left hand.

I didn't understand what this is for.

Lu Yan seemed to have thought of something, clicked on the personal data, and the ability column became.

Ability:? , the will of death.

Clicked on the explanation of the will of the Grim Reaper.

Will of the Grim Reaper: A curse-type limited skill that transforms its own life into a curse to use on a designated target, and the target will enter the Shinigami list.

Lu Yan looked at it and almost understood what this thing was for.

It is similar to the Grim Reaper in the world, after using a target, the Grim Reaper will design the target until the target dies.

The only limitation is probably that it needs to be launched at the cost of life.

Limit one for one.

However, for Lu Yan, this restriction is completely equivalent to nothing.

He had the heart to try if this ability could take his life.

Thinking of that huge meteorite, there were some shadows in my heart.

Never mind.

Let's try it again in the next training world.

...

One night without a word.

Early the next morning.

Huang Mao Duan Jianhui got up to go to the toilet and saw Lu Yan sitting on the sofa staring at him kindly.

Good suspense was not scared out of heart disease.

"I lean! Big brother, aren't you going home?

"I don't have a place to live, you here, just enough to rest."

Lu Yan really had no place to live, he used to be buried in the soil.

It turns out that this man is a homeless man.

Duan Jianhui thought in his heart, although he was broken by Lu Yan, it was also he who stabbed Lu Yan first, and there was no grudge entanglement.

Forget it, this man doesn't even have a place to live, and he is also a pitiful person.

Duan Jianhui yawned and waved his hand to signal that Lu Yan was going to stay and stay, and he was going back to catch up on sleep.

Lu Yan didn't sleep all night, and he didn't feel tired.

I searched around the kitchen and couldn't find coffee, and with a little regret, I took a bottle of cold Coke and went out.

When he woke up, he was still curious about the world.

Office workers on the road are in a hurry, and many students on the platform are waiting for the bus.

Although I haven't learned more yet.

But at least Lu Yan still likes the spiritual outlook of these sentient beings.

Much better than the insensitive sight I saw the last time I woke up.

Lu Yan walked to the park and sat and watched a group of old men and women playing tai chi.

He was in a good mood.

"That guy from Dai Sheng should be very happy if he sees this scene now, old and dependent, strong and useful, young and growing."

Lu Yan still remembered the longing gaze that Dai Sheng had when he wrote this sentence when he wrote the "Book of Rites".

It's been thousands of years.

At this time, Lu Yan's eyes looked a little vicissitudes.

He loved the times.

...

Duan Jianhui's family.

Duan Jianhui and Peng Zhi slept until noon before waking up.

Finding that Lu Yan was not at home, Peng Zhi thought that Lu Yan had left, and breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Fortunately, that guy is gone, it's really weird, and there is no reaction at all when he stabs into the stomach, it's the first time I've seen this kind of person."

Duan Jianhui's expression was a little complicated: "Or, let's go out and look for it?"

When Peng Zhi heard this, he reached out and touched Duan Jianhui's forehead: "I don't have a fever, what nonsense." People are dressed in famous brands, get us two to worry about?

"No, he's actually..."

Before he could explain, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Peng Zhi walked over impatiently to open the door, and Lu Yan stood at the door with a smile, still carrying a few buns in his hand.

Naturally, as if going back to his own home, Lu Yan walked in.

"You two haven't eaten yet, I brought you buns."

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