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Chapter 1: Failed Crossing


Preface: Every time traveler without golden fingers has a heart of glass Large roll dividing line "Failed" Watching the green light in front of him gradually extinguish, an old man with a face full of ravines said in an almost desperate tone.

"How could it not be that the ninth time will definitely succeed?"

There were more than a dozen people surrounding the old man behind him, and they said in unison, with a tone full of panic.

"What should we do?

According to the family's secret history, the ninth sacrifice was unsuccessful, which means that the patron saint has given up on us.

Could it be that we are really going to be exterminated this time?"

The old man sighed softly, his eyes narrowed into thin slits, and he stared directly at the humanoid "corpse" lying on the altar in front of him.

His heart almost collapsed.

"Master Priest, is it possible that there is something wrong in the records of the secret history, which may lead to errors in the ritual process?"

The old man shook his head speechlessly.

He hoped that he was wrong, but such an important ninth sacrifice was related to the life and death of the family.

How could he be wrong?

"Hey, look, he's not dead yet."

Suddenly someone shouted.

Everyone's eyes immediately focused back, and they saw that the corpse in front of them began to move slowly.

For a moment, the scene seemed very strange.

"We succeeded, the patron saint has arrived."

A middle-aged man with silver hair and white clothes suddenly shouted loudly.

His tone was like the excitement of a poor man when he suddenly got a box of gold.

"He is definitely not a patron saint."

Another man with white hair suddenly stepped forward and said decisively, with a hint of evil in his tone.

"Humph, this is the perfect sacrifice that the priest has placed high hopes on for three years.

It's strange that he can still survive after the sacrifice is completed."

To the right of the white-haired man, stood a man with the same hair color and who looked quite old.

The younger man's voice sounded like a drake's throat.

The old man stared at the young man with long green hair who staggered up from the altar and asked with a trembling voice, "Hu Gao, are you Hu Gao?"

The boy who finally stood on the ground as motionless as a zombie suddenly had a reaction when he heard these words, and his drooping head slowly lifted up.

It was a face with perfect arcs, as stunning as the reincarnation of a fox demon.

On the pointed minibus, there was a lip as thin as a cicada's wings, slightly raised like a crescent moon, and then bloomed with a faint hint of love.

Ambiguous smile.

With that warm smile, the boy finally opened his eyes.

They were a pair of big aqua blue eyes, as bright as the sun in this black night, as if all the light in the world came from those eyes.

"Yes, I am Hu Gao" The crowd was in an uproar.

They did not hear the difference between the two Hu Gaowen, and in their hearts they had already determined that this young man was still the failed "sacrificial object" in their mouths.

The young man glanced at the old man in front of him calmly, and saw that he was wearing a black robe with gold edges.

His eyes were black and white, his skin was loose and covered with age spots, and his mouth was squirming like some disgusting creature. , it really looks like a guy who is ready to erect his body at any time.

Behind the old man stood a group of panicked people.

He glanced past these people and looked around.

The young man was surprised to find that he was on a high platform, and below there were densely packed people kneeling on the ground, muttering hymns in a low voice. , their hairs are of different colors, and when combined they look as shocking as a huge oil painting.

The ups and downs of the chants merged together, like a passionate war song, deafening, like the marching drums with a strong rhythm on the ancient battlefield, which made the already unstable young man almost fall to the bronze in front of him.

Before the giant cauldron.

"Hu Gao, are you okay?

Do you feel anything strange?"

The old man seemed to have calmed down from the shock.

He asked the thin young man in front of him with concern, hoping to get something from his mouth.

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"My head hurts, as if something has penetrated it."

The young man held his head with both hands, his expression ferocious, as if he had been greatly stimulated, and a huge roar like a tiger broke out from his mouth.

As his cry rang out, the people below who were kneeling on the ground and chanting suddenly stopped.

They thought that the patron saint they had been waiting for had arrived.

To them, the young man's roar represented The roar of family revival Then, they also started to roar loudly and irregularly.

The roar grew louder and louder, and finally the whole place was engulfed by the hoarse roar.

At this moment, deep in the young man's heart, a soul from the Chinese nation on Earth has awakened.

Watts Fak Even Hu Gao, who was known as a gentle man in his previous life at school, couldn't help but utter a curse word.

He was completely stunned by the scene in front of him.

As a senior intellectual from China, he would naturally not be stupid enough to think that he was in a certain place.

Things like filming on a set.

Just these devout-eyed believers below are not the kind of aura that extras who earn hundreds of dollars a day can express.

"This is really a special time-travel opening."

Hu Gao clenched his fists slightly excitedly and sighed in an inaudible whisper.

Speaking of which, the extremely incredible thing of time travel did not panic Hu Gao to the point of being confused.

In China, there is no one of his age who has not come here from a bunch of time travel novels.

Regardless of whether he is possessed, worn as a beast, worn alone, or worn in a group, he is just Xiao Kesi.

Even if he is not called Hu Gao now, but suddenly changes into a surname like Lin Long Xiao Fang, it is reasonable.

According to the first law of time travel summarized by countless time travel ancestors, Hu Gao knows that the most important thing for him now is to integrate the original memories in this body and figure out what plane this world is and the people in front of him.

What does it have to do with myself?

But God damn it, Hu Gao found that he had been silent and searching for a long time, and all of them were memories of his previous life.

The last image that stayed in his mind was that he was a graduate student in biology at Qinghua University and was studying white foxes at a strange species base in Shennongjia.

Suddenly, a huge thunder sounded in the sky, and he appeared in this strange world.

It's good to have the original complete memories, but how can we mess around without the memories of this body?

Hu Gao felt that God had made a huge joke on him from the beginning.

This feeling was like a beautiful woman throwing herself into your arms, but in the end you found out that she was a stone girl and couldn't get in.

"Hu Gao, tell me honestly, have you received the inheritance from our distant ancestors?"

The white-haired old man just now suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Hu Gao's hand, and asked fiercely and urgently.

What kind of joke is the inheritance of distant ancestors?

Thinking of the state when he just woke up and the environment he is in now, Hu Gao feels that he understands a little bit.

Could it be that these people from unknown planes are making some kind of ritual to get something?

a kind of inheritance I'm the best Although it has only been 3,210 seconds since time travel, Hu Gao can be sure that his masterpiece has no inheritance.

Has anyone seen the inheritor who has no power to bind a chicken and a blank mind?

However, looking at the white-haired elder's expression that looked like he could eat someone, Hu Gao could only look calm and nodded gently.

"That's good, that's good.

The sky has opened its eyes.

Our Ningcheng Hu family is saved.

As long as Hu Gao can grow up smoothly, the Lang family in Yuecheng will no longer be a major worry for us.

Our Ningcheng Hu family will be the successor Under the leadership of the Communist Party of China, we will definitely embark on the road to revival.

After Hu Gao finished speaking, the old man who had been standing behind the white-haired elder and had long cyan hair like Hu Gao stood over and sighed repeatedly.

Hu Gao looked at the green-haired elder and suddenly felt like laughing.

This guy looked like he was in the same group.

He would have to get close to him in the future.

However, no matter which angle you look at it, this time travel of yours is really a complete failure.

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