Predecessors all over the world

The situation is a bit fascinating now.

There is no doubt that everyone is in the high tower, the open field is similar to when viewed from the outside, with eight sides and equilateral cutting, which is very even.

Yin Miaomiao estimated the area below, and the actual size should be much larger than the appearance. He looked upwards... The star man is brilliant and there are no floors. Yes, the Nine-Level Tower says there are nine levels, and it does look outside, but it does have nine levels inside.

But it was not the way it was imagined that the tower was circling up layer by layer.

Looking around, there are no doors, windows, and stairs. It seems to be a different space in the shape of a tower. It can be said that it is the same as when entering the door, which makes people feel subtle and troughless.

She couldn't see the reason, so she went to see the others.

Even more fascinated.

Everyone, including her, stood in an oval light column similar to an egg. The spiritual consciousness could not break through the shield of the aperture, and could only be seen with the naked eye.

Yin Miaomiao roughly counted the number of people, including her, a total of forty-nine.

It matches her original guess.

Just as she wanted to see who was coming in carefully, the sound of ticking water dripping suddenly sounded in her ears.

Dingdong.

Dingdong.

Dingdong.

It's a more leaky sound.

And with the ticking sound of time, the oval aperture surrounding them began to break, just like the residual snow in early spring slowly melting and fading.

I'm in trouble. The demon cultivators are there, and I don't know if they will take action after a disagreement. Yin Miaomiao frowned and secretly became alert.

The intention of being on guard against others is necessary, and everyone has made similar actions.

Unfortunately, things were not as expected.

Just as the ninth sound of water drops sounded, everyone felt their body suddenly fall, but it was not that the ground disappeared, there was no sense of weightlessness, but that it seemed that they fell into the water in an instant.

Warm water overflows the body, the pores are relaxed, and there is indescribable comfort.

Yin Miaomiao suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, not long after, she felt the water receding, her body was stuffed into the narrow passage, and she suddenly became clear again.

She couldn't wait to spit out the water from her mouth.

A pair of hands picked her up and put her in a dry place. The moisture on the surface of her body was quickly wiped away. A buzzing sound came from her ears, unable to hear clearly or see clearly.

But there is a fact that is very clear.

She was reincarnated.

The spiritual power disappeared, the cultivation level was gone, and he turned into a little baby girl.

The secret realm's urine is really as always... I like playing games.

Yin Miaomiao has entered many secret realms and has experienced more than once or twice. The most brilliant one is naturally the mackerel fantasy in Nanzhou. The scene is real, the characters are full, and there is no memory, which is equivalent to reincarnation.

A lifetime will be of great help to experience.

But this time, in terms of experience, is no less than the mackerel illusion, and even more realistic. If you don’t remember where you were originally, you might be mistaken for thinking that you accidentally took over the body and reborn.

However, with the original memory, the sense of substitution must be a little worse - this is what Yin Miaomiao thought three months before reincarnation, but after that, she silently praised this setting.

First of all, we must talk about her identity this time. The family she came from was not a wealthy family, with ordinary furnishings, and the people who served were only wearing cotton clothes - but since they could afford maids, they thought they wouldn't be able to eat.

A poor family with a full meal.

Moreover, her mother's surname is Yin, and she has a husband and a servant.

That’s right! This is a world of female masters!!

Women are superior to men and men are inferior, and they are multi-married.

Yin Miaomiao's biological father was her mother's servant, and she was the illegitimate daughter. The husband had nothing to come out of here and treated her like his own child. He loved her more than once, and said, "Our family will depend on the eldest sister in the future."

Her mother said, "She is still a child, and it is too early to judge the argument."

"No, my elder sister is born intelligent and must be extraordinary." The legitimate father said with confidence, "If it is older, I will personally enlighten her."

Her mother was also happy when she heard this and said, "You are the young master of a scholar. You know more than me, and you will listen to you."

Yin Miaomiao: "..."

A little older, she relied on observation and words from others to slowly piece together the truth of the world.

The reason for forming a society with a male superiority and female inferiority seems to be that the male superiority and female inferiority also has a certain physiological basis - the women here have a special ability to control whether they are conceived during sex. Of course, the premise is that the male does have fertility.

In general, the power of reproduction is controlled by women, and women determine the future of a race, so as to have supreme status. The culture derived is that people worship the mother of the earth that can nurture all things, rather than being invisible and touched.

Accurate God.

Aesthetically, slim and quiet men and tall and strong men are very popular, equivalent to "fat and thin" and different people have different hobbies.

The husband Yin's mother married was a gentle and thin young man, but she also loved muscular men, so her father was a handsome man with eight pack abs.

For Yin Miaomiao, this is a very interesting world.

Some things that are used to be presented in a reverse way are ridiculous, but people living in this world are interpreted seriously, which is extremely absurd.

She was curious whether others had entered this world too. If so, what would they think? Just thinking about the various problems they might encounter, she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.

However, that's all.

Knowing is fake, no matter how exciting the plot is, it seems like you are watching a carefully designed movie. While sighing, there is only a little pity at most, and there is no other thing left.

But just as she let go of her guard, the power of the secret realm quietly appeared.

One night, when she woke up, she forgot who the monk Yin Miaomiao was, and only remembered that she was Miaoer, the daughter of the Yin family. The identity background formed by the little things over the years was natural, and she did not

Feeling a slight dissonance, I accepted it all.

She became an ordinary little girl, like the natives, growing up slowly and learning to recognize words. When she was old, she went to a school to study and taught an old scholar. Although her fame was low, she had taught two.

Juren, famous far and wide.

On that day, she was about to go out when the servant beside her father came over to pass the message, saying that a cousin from afar was coming today and told her to come back soon after class.

Yin Miao'er responded and hurried to the private school.

The teacher taught the Analects of Confucius and assigned homework to practice calligraphy, but Yin Miaoer's homework was more difficult. It was because she was young and had a lot of rules in her study and was very popular with the Master, so she passed the exam last year.

After class, the master called her and assigned two additional lessons.

Yin Miaoer took it, but she was thinking about the family affairs in her heart, and her face couldn't help but show a little anxiety.

The Master looked at Xiqi. Her student was calm and did not hurry to do anything. He rarely saw such anxious times and said with concern: "But there is something at home?"

Yin Miaoer said embarrassedly: "Father said that there is a guest coming today, I'm thinking..." She paused and said hesitantly, "Go and buy a new hairpin and wear it with clothes."

The Master laughed silently. No matter how steady and reserved Miao'er is, she is only an eleven or twelve-year-old cardamom girl. Isn't she the age of beauties? Then she said tolerantly: "Forget it, go, don't forget your homework."

"Thank you, Master. I know the importance of the disciples, and I will not dare to slack off because of fun." Yin Miao'er bowed, left happily under the teacher's indulgent gaze, and headed straight for the silver shop.

Her father was very strict with her, afraid that she would indulge in pleasure or be led by others to mislead her personality, so she would not give her too much pocket money. But her mother wanted to save face and would wear it when she came to her family to show her caution.

The new dress has been made long ago, but there is no suitable hairpin.

Yin Miaoer arrived at the shop and couldn't wait to choose. She took a fancy to a lotus hairpin, but unfortunately she was extremely expensive and couldn't afford it. She had to settle for the second best one and bought a peach blossom hairpin with a little pink glass embedded in it, which was very cute.

When she got home, the maid said that the cousin had arrived and urged her to change her clothes.

Yin Miao'er quickly changed into the new clothes for the guests, combed her hair again, and then hurried to the yard of his father. There was a young man in white sitting inside. His spirit was like flowing water and his mind was as light as clouds.

It is a dusty appearance.

She was stunned for a moment, and a feeling of joy suddenly arose in her heart.

"Cough." The legitimate father cleared his throat, looked at her with a warning, and explained to the young master, "This is your cousin, who is appreciated by outsiders, and praises her for being smart and sensible, but it is not, so naughty."

He said to Yin Miaoer again: "This is your cousin Yun Xian, and you are not here to greet him?"

Yin Miaoer hurried over and salute: "Cousin."

"Cousin." Yun Xian smiled slightly, unlike a secular person.

In his prime, I knew Mu Shaoai, and Yin Miaoer couldn't help but take a look more - alas, many stories in the world originated from taking a look more in the crowd.

Seeing that the eldest daughter was so incompetent, the legitimate father was secretly alert and found an excuse of "coming far away, he was exhausted, and he would definitely be tired" to support Yun Xian. Waiting for only the father and daughter to be left in the house, he said: "Yun Xian

It is your eldest uncle's child. Now that your uncle and aunt have gone there, they live in our house, you should treat him as your biological brother and respect him."

Yin Miao'er was quick and immediately heard the meaning of the words and said, "My cousin lost his parents at a loss. It's really pitiful. Why would you ask him to stay in our house all the time, and your father can take care of him nearby, okay?"

"No." The legitimate father refused flatly, "Although Yun Xian is my nephew, he has been fostering his aunt's house forever. What kind of education can he have? He has never married his son who has lost his father."

Yin Miaoer was calm and calm and calm: "My father is the eldest son, why not raise him personally? Since my cousin is your nephew, I think he will never insult his family."

Although his daughter was young, she did not act coquettishly and beg him, but instead rejected his remarks one by one. When the father saw her, he was relieved and couldn't help but feel annoyed. She had raised her for so long, and she had seen her for only one.

The man who was on the same side actually contradicted his father. No wonder Yun Xian's aunt refused to raise him anymore and insisted on sending him out on the grounds that the eight characters were in conflict. It can be seen that it was not a good thing.

Thinking of this, his compassion for Yun Xian disappeared. He said, "Miao'er, you are still young, and you will understand the painstaking efforts of being a father when you are older."

Yin Miaoer said "Oh" and asked, "Dad, then if I don't change my mind when I get old, wouldn't it be enough?"

The legitimate father remained silent: "I'll talk about it when you get older."

Yin Miaoer frowned slightly. She vaguely felt that "to talk about it later" was not a father's concession, but a more firm rejection, but after thinking about it, she did not argue any further.

What if you win the debate?

How can the marriage events, parents' orders, and matchmakers' words tolerate their children's wishes? This sense of involuntary restraint makes her uncomfortable, as if she is in an invisible big net, but she doesn't know how to break free.

Only silence.

She hoped to think of a way to regain freedom, but before she could figure it out, her parents took action. The legitimate father asked her to move out of the backyard on the grounds that there was something between men and women, and arranged Yunxian in the small courtyard behind her yard.

, you can't meet people at all, and it's hard to even say something.

The mother was motivated by her legitimate father and prepared to let her daughter leave the house and go to Xuzhi Academy to go to school.

Yin Miaoer was surprised, suspected that the matter was too coincidental, and pretended to be reluctant to leave: "The daughter doesn't want to leave her mother."

"Don't be a little girl. The master there has been even a saint commended. I have put a lot of effort into ordering the referee for you." Yin's mother said nothing and made a decision for her daughter, "Wait until the weather is warmer."

, then you go."

The mother is the head of the family, not only the husband, but also the master of the attendant, but also the master of the children. She is obeyed by her parents and her parents have the destiny. If she does not follow, she will be very unfilial and no one will care about her when she is beaten to death.

Yin Miaoer lowered her eyes and said softly: "Okay, my daughter listens to her mother."

The author has something to say: Hahahaha, so many people have entered the secret realm, it would be a pity not to play large-scale play games!

However, this is like reincarnation, so there are some differences between the character and the real person's personality. Miao'er is the girl version of Miaomiao, but Miaomiao's first girl's generation is very bitter, and the second one has memories is a pseudo-girl.

It cannot be completely equal. So, in order to show the difference, I gave everyone a new name so that it will not be inconsistent.

Alas, every cousin has a cousin who wants to marry (?) 2333

Explain in advance that this illusion is long and not a story of the battle for hegemony. The mackerel illusion wrote that he had to change his taste as the empress and overlord.