I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 1 Entering the underworld in the game after death
Wu Lang is dead.

His short 27-year-old life ended like this.

Wu Lang still remembered that before he died, he was passing by a street, and a brat on the side of the road threw firecrackers into the manhole cover, and the manhole cover protruded from his face, hitting his handsome face.

It is a disaster without reason.

But nothing matters anymore.

Because he opened his eyes again and saw a very bizarre scene at this time.

He saw the dark sky above, the turbulent river below, and the surrounding clouds and mist, an extremely mysterious scene.

There are wandering spirits walking in front of the queue, and the team further ahead has already boarded the Naihe Bridge, and is taking pictures of their past and present lives on the Sansheng Stone.

Huangquan Road.

Naihe Bridge.

Three Stones.

The corners of Wu Lang's mouth twitched slightly. He looked up and down the bustling Naihe Bridge, feeling familiar.

These layouts are indeed very familiar!
It is very similar to a game of "Huangquan Guicha" that I have played before. The dungeon in it is exactly the same as the style in front of me, and the dungeon is the player's account creation page. Enter the dungeon, reincarnate, and start the game.

"Layout??" Following Wu Lang's tentative opening, an attribute layout slowly unfolded in front of his eyes.

【Name】: Wu Lang
[Template]: NPC
[race]: wandering soul
【Sect】: Huangquan
[Fate]:? ? ? (requires Sansheng stone)

【Repair】: None

Have you really crossed over?

"Brother, hurry up, hurry up to reincarnate!" Before he had time to think about it, he pushed and shouted from behind.

Obviously, I have traveled to the underworld in "Huang Quan Gui Escort", waiting to be reincarnated.

But what's wrong with wearing it?wear this?
This game was born in a strange way, so it goes without saying how popular it is. It is called the second world of modern humans, and its authenticity is 100%. However, it is famous for its hard-core soul style, and it is an extremely dangerous mythical world. Disasters The reason for this is that the underworld was broken, the underworld collapsed, and all the monsters in the eighteen hells fled, causing harm to the common people.

As for himself, he traveled to the place where the disaster broke out, in the Underworld.

Now, in this hardcore game that claims 54 deaths per player?
I really want to kill me.

"Why don't we let nature take its course, find a way to cast a good baby, and fight for a father first!?"

Wu Lang felt uneasy in his heart. As an ordinary office worker, he was somewhat flustered in the face of such a bizarre incident.

"Oh, this brother." Wu Lang stretched out his hand and patted forward.

"I'm dead? Impossible, impossible. I remember my mother-in-law asked me to drink medicine." In front of him was a short, dark, ugly wandering soul with pale lips and trembling, obviously unable to accept his own death.

drink medicine?

Brother, life is a bit exciting.

On the contrary, it is normal for this wandering soul to be in a trance. Most of the wandering souls on Huangquan Road are like this. They cannot accept their own death.

Same with myself.

Speaking of it, I can be said to be a successful person in my 27-year-old life. I climbed to the management of the company when I was less than [-], and I was at the pinnacle of my life.
Although he was as tired as a dog on business trips all over the world, he also had countless friends of the opposite sex around him, and his friendship was excellent.

Traveling through is naturally unwilling.

himself dead.

Who will inherit the tens of millions of property after hard work?

I can only say blood loss.

Wu Lang hesitated for a moment, then patted the brother in front of him:

"Brother, don't cry, isn't it just drinking medicine? I can understand it very well. I once had a dog-licking friend just like you."

"Oh? You have friends like me? By the way, where are we going?"

After some exchange, the wandering soul in front was called Liu Ping. At this time, he just recovered from the plot of Dalang drinking medicine, but his lips were still pale.

"We're crossing the Naihe Bridge, and we're going to be on the Three Lives Stone, seeing our past and present lives, seeing our real self, drinking Mengpo soup, forgetting everything, and reincarnating." Wu Lang thought about it seriously.

"Sanshengshi?" Liu Ping didn't quite understand.

"You'll understand later."

Wu Lang said, telling him to follow the flow of people, "As the saying goes, sigh Naihe on the Naihe Bridge, and regret three lives in front of the Three Lives Stone."

"Your sadness is the result of walking on the bridge of Naihe. I sigh that there is nothing to do in this life."

"Next, after crossing the Naihe Bridge, we will regret our lives?" Liu Ping still didn't understand, thinking it was too miraculous.

Soon, they followed the flow of people and came to the Three Lives Stone.

This is a huge ancient stele, majestic and majestic, containing unimaginable majesty of the way of heaven, and wisps of regular breath, which contains the fate line of all lives and generations, and the four big characters on the stone are as bright as blood: "Go to the other shore early".

Liu Ping stopped in front of the Sansheng Stone as if passing through a security check.

The light shone slightly on his body, showing a blurred picture of his life. Liu Ping looked back on his life like a revolving lantern.

A baby boy is born.
When he was one year old, Liu Ping smashed his face to the ground and was disfigured.

At the age of three, both parents died.

At the age of six, my grandparents died of illness.

At the age of nine, in order to make a living, he went to the martial arts gym to practice horizontal martial arts, and was treated as a sandbag by the martial arts hall.

14 years old, he practiced hard day and night, and finally changed his life with hard work. He has strong muscles and strong martial arts. He is a well-known bodyguard in ten miles and eight villages.

17 years old, practiced for a while, became obsessed, and lost his meridians.

, the gold medal bodyguard master washes his hands in the golden basin, and switches to selling cooking cakes.

Wu Lang was a little dumbfounded.

The old man in the front row is a bit powerful.

brush!
Life gathers, the Sansheng Stone manifests, and the true spirit emerges.

And a row of golden majestic ancient handwriting slowly projected out in the void in front of me:

Fate 1: [Rotten Peach Blossom (Green)]: When encountering high-quality human beings of the opposite sex, they will frantically pursue them with an extremely humble attitude. There is a probability of success, but they cannot be controlled, and there is a high probability that they will cheat.

Fate 2: [Low eyebrows unlucky (purple)]: Bad luck in life, drinking water, stuffing teeth, farting and twisting waist, everything goes wrong.

The judge's commentary: Although he is diligent and hardworking, he is unlucky and has a green hat on his head.

"This personality is poisonous."

Wu Lang looked a little surprised in the back row.

In a sense, being miserable to such an extent can be called a skeletal surprise, one in a million.

"how come?"

Liu Ping's heart completely collapsed.

"It turns out that fate is predestined, and life is written by God."

Wu Lang ignored the crying and desperate guy in front of him.

This is the out-of-control process that reincarnation must go through - regretting three lives, this is a process of confessing and summarizing past and present lives.

Instead, he strode forward and stopped in front of the Sansheng Stone.

Because, it's his turn.

"The fate of the Sanshengshi is based on the gathering of a person's life, the emergence of the true spirit, and the reflection of the true self of the reincarnation of the world."

"But players are reincarnated in Huangquan, before entering the game, how can there be any previous life?"

"The fate gathered in the previous life is all random."

To put it simply, players have to roll the dice randomly at the Sansheng Stone to roll their [fate], white, green, purple, orange, and gold.

Then log in to the game, that is, reincarnation!

"But I'm not a player, I'm an ordinary NPC, an ordinary member of all living beings, and I should also appear according to the fate of my previous life, just like Liu Ping now." Wu Lang recalled his life in modern society.

27 is old.

Tens of millions worth.

Very capable of working.

Femininity is also excellent.

Regardless of all considerations, his fate is definitely not low.

Whoa!

A photo of Sanshengshi.

Can't see the past and present life, it's a blur, as if the luck on the Sansheng Stone has been covered.

"Because of time travel? Can't see me? But it's okay, if this world sees my life, then something big will happen." Wu Lang didn't have time to think about it.

Immediately afterwards, two beams of bright purple light emerged from Wu Lang's true spirit, like a ray of purple air rising from the sun in the east, with a magnificent atmosphere, illuminating the entire Huangquan Road's small half of the sky.

Even Po Meng, who was in the distance, raised her head slightly, showing a bit of surprise, "Fate is not low, it is higher than ordinary mediocre mortals."

After finishing speaking, she continued to bow her head, pouring soup on the wandering souls one by one.

Although I can't see the previous life experience, the Sansheng Stone is worthy of being an artifact of the underworld, and it still reflects Wu Lang's true fate:

[Nine Worlds of Social Animals (Purple Fate)]: You were all social animals in your nine lives. Your ability to work is exceptionally gifted, and your endurance is jaw-dropping.

Evaluation: Don't be found by capitalists, or you may exhaust them to death.

[Good Person Card (Purple Fate)]: Looks like a banished fairy, gains +200% in favor with the opposite sex, -200% in love with the opposite sex.

Evaluation: There is no destiny in life, no matter how good and handsome you are, you are just a blue-faced confidant who drinks more hot water.

Judge's comment: In the 27 years of your life in the modern world, you seemed to have worked hard to reach the pinnacle of your life. You were glamorous, very popular with women, and surrounded by many women. In fact, you worked overtime 996 times all your life. You are a poor social animal that no women like.

Wu Lang's smile gradually disappeared.

"Brother, I once had a dog-licking friend just like you."

He held Wu Lang tightly with both hands, weeping, and finally met the comrade who had been away for a lifetime.

"That friend of mine also works like you. He sells pancakes every day, gets up early and stays late, and no woman likes him at all! He treats his wife very well. He pours tea upstairs to wash his feet, and plays the flute downstairs to cheer him up. But his wife always Dislike, always say he is a good man.”

Wu Lang opened his mouth.

Brother, don't talk if you don't know how to read fate, isn't your dog-licking friend and I a kind of fate, okay?

Wu Lang couldn't laugh or cry, feeling offended.

(End of this chapter)