Xia Zhu｜start from the Nine Yang Magic Skills

Silent night, cold *bed, still breathing corpse. The damp soil, the rotten smell, and the eyes unable to open again. The rage in his heart could not be quelled. The innocent girl has no one to protect her. The body was already covered in bruises. Consciousness begins to fade away. It's too late, life is passing away. "Ding! This system is bound to the host." "Ding! The host has obtained the Nine Yang Divine Skill" "Ding! It is detected that the host is in critical condition, and the system will give - Nine Transformations Golden Elixir x 1" … In the mass graves in the dead woods, a hand stretched out from the ragged mat. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.