Reborn, I Became a Male God

As one of the top giants in the western administrative region, the Jiang family has attracted much attention every move. However, the Jiang family has always been low-key. It was two years ago to entertain guests for the last time. At the time, it was Jiang Sijin's 18-year-old ritual. The banquet venue was full of people with faces and faces, and some of them were common in TV news To the familiar faces.

It did n’t take long for this time to pass, and suddenly I sent out invitations. The reason for the banquet was still Jiang Sijin ’s birthday. Everyone privately guessed that Jiang ’s intentions were related to the life of the little princess. That is the little princess held by the entire family of the Jiang family. Although the elder brother on his head is a lot of marijuana. Annoying, but when he gets married, he is one step up!

The hearts are not one or two.

But this has nothing to do with Jing Ye. He just passed by, waiting for the Jiang family to give him a perfect excuse. Yes, without him racking his brains, others will think for him.

When he first came to this world, he rummaged through the memory of the original owner. Except for his appearance, he was completely an ordinary person. But when I saw Xiao Hui in the Changchu Mountains, there was a memory resurgence in my head. A special teaching about an unknown old man.

Jing Ye was thinking at the time, was this the result of the system's efforts to correct the world for her at the last moment? After all, when doing tasks before, every time a new world is reached, the system will arrange a new identity for him, the kind that can't find any problems at all. So this time he will doubt whether it is the system's handwriting. After all, the accident happened too suddenly at first. If the system tried to arrange a way for him, but for some reason, the gender and the memory were hidden. Not impossible.

But things have already happened, and it doesn't make much sense to consider them anymore.

They come, the security.

Two days after the new semester report, it was Friday. Jing Ye had greeted Jing Qiu before and asked Shen Ze to help him book the ticket. After the latter knew where he was going, he was very worried for him, but he couldn't stop it. He could only tell him with great care and not to drink anything given by strangers, etc.

Jing Yan was very speechless. "Do you treat me as a little girl who doesn't understand anything?"

Shen Ze emphasized, "Little girls don't look good on you!"

Jing Yan, "You won. I will pay attention, don't worry."

From Qincheng to Mingchuan, Langzhou, the plane at 5 pm arrived on time at 8:15 pm. Because of the need to check documents for registration, this time, Jing Jing did not wear people, leather, face, and gear as exaggeratedly as before, only wearing a wig and sunglasses, but the effect was unexpectedly good, and no one was taken along recognize.

Jiang Sijin's birthday feast was on Saturday night. There is still a whole day left. Jing Ye was not in a hurry. After putting the salute in the hotel room, he went out and strolled around quite leisurely.

Mingchuan is the center of Langzhou. The night shrouded the city, neon lights propped up a city that never sleeps, and the closets of the shops along the street are bright, creating a luxurious and gorgeous world. The climate in the northwest in March was still cold, but many people came out to walk through the long main street to the square, and naturally small vendors are indispensable.

Jing Yan fluttered around and was about to leave, the **** the bench next to him suddenly called him.

"Hey, handsome, how about a gossip?" The girl's voice was clear and sweet, and she added a short sentence after she said, "No money."

There is no lunch in the world, which is what most people think. Jing Jing was an exception. He was fearless. He stopped and turned to look at the girl. He asked with a smile, "Because I look good?"

Girl: ""

It was cold for a few seconds. The girl couldn't help laughing, "In fact, I think of Gua based on fate, but people who look good generally have fate. Although your whole face is almost covered up, but based on my years of experience, I can conclude , It must be an excellent bone. "

"Do you mind if I sit here?" Jing Yan pointed to the open space next to him. Seeing the girl nodded in agreement, he sat down.

"What algorithm? Face to face or word test?" He asked.

The girl tilted her head and looked at him, "You seem to understand it well. These three are common and are also the favorite of street scammers. But I'm not the same. I'm a family heirloom. I can see short-lived with only a pair of eyes. future."

Jing Yan's focus is a bit crooked, "Why is it short-term, not long-term?"

When questioned, the girl didn't care. "Life is a journey full of variables. I can see the ending but I am not a man but a god."

"What about my future? What do you see?" Jing Yan stopped asking about the topic, instead referring to the original intention of staying.

When the girl heard the words, her eyes fell firmly on his face. She had a pair of beautiful apricot eyes, and the corners of her eyes were slightly tilted upwards, showing the beauty. But at this moment, the four eyes are opposite, but it gives people a deep feeling for no reason.

"This trip to the southwest will have some minor troubles, and at the same time your fate will be doomed." After a long time, the girl retracted her gaze, and her face was slightly paler than the original one. If she didn't find it carefully, she wouldn't find it.

Jing Ye couldn't help but feel a little funny. The word little trouble is too general to count at all, and it is even more decisive as far as fate is concerned. Although adapting well to this identity, in the end less than a year has passed, and the gap is still too large compared to previous decades. Maybe one day he will like a girl, but it will never be now.

But this southwest is not wrong, isn't the Jiang family just in the southwest direction?

auzw.com "Thanks for the beauty, it's too late. If you're okay, it's better to go home earlier, it's not safe late." He said he was ready to leave. The girl next to him also stood up and shrugged. "It's time to go. See you soon!"

"Goodbye!"

However, the result was that two people who had said goodbye to each other, always followed the same route, came to the same hotel, followed by the same floor, and finally stared at the door of two adjacent rooms.

"What a coincidence!" Jing Yan smiled.

"It's a coincidence," the girl nodded. "My name is Yang Xinyao."

"Jing Yan."

When the girl heard his name, she was slightly surprised, "It's you." This tone is not what fans should have for idols. Sure enough, she then added to the girl, "I've heard of you, and this time I'm here for you. Let me introduce myself again. The Oriental Yang family, one of the five, is the fourteenth generation's successor."

In this way of introduction, Jing Yan has basically been certain that this is one of the unscientific areas of the world, just like the Bai family where Bai Ningxi is located. Admittedly, he was interested, but the corridor was not the place to speak.

"There is a restaurant on the sixth floor of the hotel. I wonder if it is an honor to invite Miss Yang to dinner?"

The other party gladly agreed.

Saying it is dinner, it is already supper. The meal didn't last long, it was over twenty minutes. After all, they don't know each other, they just talk by eating. If the other person is of the same gender as him, Jing Yan will not go around this circle and invite people directly into the room.

After leaving the restaurant and returning to the guest room floor, after saying good night to each other, the two returned to their rooms. Jing Yan simply took a shower, put on his own bathrobe, and fell to the bed, thinking about the news he had just learned from Yang Xinyao, and soon fell asleep.

I woke up early the next day, went out for breakfast after washing, and opened the door and met Yang Xinyao. So the single line becomes double line. After lunch, they met again, and the two simply went to the Jiang family together in the afternoon.

The time quickly arrived at more than four in the afternoon. After Jing Ye had packed up, he waited for another half an hour for Yang Xinyao, and the two men left the hotel together. Please wait for the car called by the waiter at the door. After the two got on the bus, the driver asked, "Where can I go?"

"Shangxian Mountain," Jing Yan replied. Shangxian Mountain here does not really refer to the mountain, but refers to the villa group below the mountain. Although the location is not in the heart of the city, it is the undisputed top-level real estate in Mingchuan. Where the wealthy and wealthy are gathered, you cannot buy it with money.

The driver was trying to say something, and Jing Ye added another sentence, "I know that taxis are not allowed over there, you just have to drive, and the pay will surely satisfy you."

He said so, and the driver stopped talking and started the engine to head southwest to Xianxian Mountain. The traffic was fairly smooth along the way, and it took about 50 minutes to drive down the mountain. From a distance, a sentry card was seen in front, and two men in military uniforms stood guard.

The driver stopped the car twenty meters away. After paying 200 yuan for the fare, Jing Ye and Yang Xinyao got out of the car. As he walked, Jing Yan joked, "You said we are holding two invitation cards, will they let the taxi in?"

Yang Xinyao smiled, "You don't see where this is, don't say two, you can't get in even twenty. Oh no, if there are twenty, you probably have to be invited in." She When you say "please", your tone is accentuated.

At the time of talking, the two had reached the checkpoint, and the guards stopped them by accident. After seeing the invitation card in their hands, they carefully checked it with suspicion and determined that it was true. After the two, let them in.

After a certain distance from the checkpoint, Jing Ye asked Yang Xinyao, "You should have friends here. It is not difficult to borrow a car. Why should you take a taxi with me to enjoy this special treatment?"

The latter responded sincerely, "I'm bored."

At this time Jing Ye's cell phone rang, and the caller's display was Jiang Sijin.

"Hello, Miss Jiang."

"Sorry Jing Ye, I'm too busy to pick you up. I can only ask Liu to help arrange it. Where have you been now? If you don't know the place, you can ask to pick up your driver."

Jing Yan replied calmly, "It has already come down to Shangxian Mountain, and it will be here soon." After a brief conversation, he hung up.

Then I heard Yang Xinyao said, "Look, little trouble."

Jing Huan didn't care, "A group of dead girls are in control, as expected."

The voice just dropped, and he heard the roar of the engine behind him. A few seconds later, a sports car stopped next to the two of them.

At this moment, Yang Xinyao approached suddenly and whispered, "Fate is destined."

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