(The reincarnation of the world, the system, fighting for the world.) The cold rain hit his face.
Li Xuan opened his eyes suddenly and found that he was lying in a dilapidated earth house. The roof was leaking and the air was filled with the smell of mold and blood.
"Wake up! The third young master is awake!"
A thin young man wearing patched coarse clothes threw himself beside the bed, with tears and smiles on his face.
Strange memories flooded into my mind.
