Jinding High School is located in the west district of Ping'an City. It is unexpectedly close to Tianhao Company's headquarters. Its excellent faculty and long history are among the entire Ping'an City, and it is one of the few high schools that can be compared with Xingyi High School.

“Is it just here?”

Standing on the high building, Lin Meng looked up at the surroundings, and there were endless students, more or less dreams and expectations for the future, entering them.

Seeing this, Lin Meng took a deep breath and smiled slightly.

"With a dream?"

Today is also a day with his dreams.

"Let's go."

As if he was talking to himself, he walked in resolutely.

Among most gamers, there is a law called the conservation of luck, which tells the story of a person's life, luck and bad luck, more or less conserved.

I won't keep getting lucky, and I won't keep getting lucky.

Lin Meng thought that his first life in 17 years was crucial. He had gone through great trouble. Now, seventeen years later, I think he will not continue to be unlucky.

Sitting in the invigilator classroom, the boy felt nervous.

At the critical moment, I was worried.

If this time fails, if this time, if this time, it doesn't get first place

Lin Meng thought a lot, but it turned out that he thought a little too much.

He prepared too much.

White paper spilled from the podium, printed on the white paper, the title fell into view for a moment, and everything was over.

By the time I came to my senses, it was already half a month later.

Xingyi High School was shocked by it!

In history, he won the top scorer in the college entrance examination with the closest score, and was famous for Ping An.

"You really did it, Lin Meng."

His three-year friend Sun Wenzhong looks up to him.

"Well done, Lin Meng!"

Principal Xingyi, blushed.

"Everything will do what you want."

Lin Shiyin smiled gently and encouraged the young man.

The sound of praise, cheers, and ecstasy sounds condensed into a stream, like a high song, circulating in the distance.

Lin Meng finally found a sense of reality in the cheers of everyone. He fulfilled his dream.

Time flies. In the first month after the college entrance examination, Lin Meng finally saw his future path.

"I heard that you want to join our sect?"

Qingyu, an extraordinary monk from the White Rainbow Sect with a floating in ink, threw down an olive branch to Lin Meng on another sunny morning.

Lin Meng nodded without any hesitation.

"Very good!" Qingyu nodded and looked at the boy in front of him, with some admiration in his eyes. Although it was insignificant among the children of the extraordinary family, he was only seventeen years old and had a thick top warrior's energy that had nowhere to hide in his eyes. He was famous for his highest college entrance examination score in history. With such talent, hard work and persistence, Baihong Sect ranked first among the recruitment of mortal disciples.

A platinum plaque symbolizing the identity of a disciple of the Baihong Sect was taken out and handed it in front of Lin Meng.

Lin Meng was chilly, "Didn't you say that there is another test?"

Qingyu asked back, "Do you think your strength still needs a test?"

The top warrior's qi is terrifying and condensed. With such strength, defeating wild beasts and others is just a blink of an eye?

Lin Meng was stunned, Qingyu looked at him, and the two looked at each other, and suddenly laughed at the same time. Lin Meng stretched out his hand, took the platinum jade plaque steadily, and grabbed it tightly in the palm of his hand.

Captured, his extraordinary path!

The thing has been given, and it is time for Qingyu to leave. When he was about to leave, Qingyu paused, turned around, and looked at Lin Meng from afar.

"Hey! Boy!"

"Finally, I'm going to give you a piece of advice. Your talent is very good, but you have to know that everyone who can enter the White Rainbow Sect is a person like you. What you have to face is an extraordinary monk who has the talent you have but is seventeen years earlier than you, and has been practicing hard!

You must continue to work harder and work harder! I am a disciple of Baihongmen Sword Academy. I hope that one day you can study with my institution together!"

Qingyu left. Before leaving, he told Lin Meng that the spirit ship heading to Baihong Gate would set sail in a week and he still had the last time to prepare.

The last time to say goodbye before parting with your hometown.

Lin Meng has been to many places this week. The classmates who graduated from school are reluctant to part with dinner, and the martial artists blessings between Tianhao Company are from the mother's reluctance to part with their mother.

The red face with a smile on his eyes wished his children a dream come true and told him that his children's future road would be bumpy.

Everything happened like a dream and without any surprises.

"Lin Meng, do you think we can meet again in the future?"

Sitting at the dinner, Sun Wenzhong drank a bottle of beer and his big tongue flew around, "I heard that killing people in the world is not illegal. Don't go there and it will be cold in a few years!"

"Go to yours! I want to live forever."

Lin Meng kicked over and laughed.

Sun Wenzhong laughed too, and the laughter echoed everywhere, but at some point, there was a ray of complexity in the corner of Sun Wenzhong's eyes.

Lin Meng knew that after this farewell, no matter whether he could reach the sky or not, he would no longer be a human in the mortal world.

If you are destined to see you again in the future, your status will be very different.

Even though Lin Meng doesn't care, that's the truth.

"Don't mention these useless things, we won't return tonight without getting drunk!"

In order to conceal the atmosphere of loss, Lin Meng took out a box of wine, and Sun Wenzhong laughed heartlessly, just like he used to go to school, and drank it as much as he did.

After the dinner, Lin Meng walked out alone. On the road at night, supper was blown on his face. He gradually felt that his relationship with this city gradually became thinner.

He was originally a time traveler from another world. He fell into this world seventeen years ago and turned into an indigenous person, and had an inseparable relationship with the land under his feet. Now, a new life is about to set sail.

Although I feel reluctant to leave, I will never regret it.

Lin Meng met many people this night and also went to Tianhao Company specifically. He heard that the presidents Sen Chuanlong and Bai Hong were all back. They encountered a crisis, but received the help of extraordinary monks, got through the difficulties, improved their skills, and were promoted to top warriors.

After hearing about this, Fang Tianzheng forced his head down and came to apologize.

The whole company laughed happily, but

Lin Meng, who was standing at the entrance of the building, never walked in again.

"The bond with this city is getting thinner."

Lin Meng whispered, the person who should say goodbye had already said goodbye, and seven days passed in a week, and now there is only the last night and the last person is left.

He turned around and walked back on the way back, and finally stayed in front of a small house where he had lived for many years.

Above the long platform, the mother in an apron swayed her hands and looked gentle.

"Xiao Meng, it's time to have a meal."

"Um."

That night, the dinner was extremely depressing. My mother just smiled and spoke, still in such a gentle voice, maintaining the usual atmosphere of supper, but the corners of her eyes became redder and redder.

Lin Shiyin's breathing was sour and astringent, and something was about to squeeze out from her eyes.

Lin Meng didn't know what to say, but he felt uncomfortable. He lowered his head and ate supper, looking at his mother, after a long time

"Mother."

"Um?"

"I'll be back."

"Well, my mother will wait for you."

There seemed to be thousands of words in my heart, and I didn't know what to say. What Lin Meng said to his mother was not comfort, but an agreement that he would definitely come back. Baihong Gate was not a place where his mother could go, but after he took root in the future, he would take his mother over.

The next day.

boom!!!

The nearly 100-meter-long spiritual ship vibrated, and the colorful talisman patterns flashed with dazzling light.

Standing on the deck of the spirit ship, Lin Meng looked around, a wave of air surged up into the sky, blurring his vision. When he came to his senses, the ground was far away little by little.

He flew up!

The majestic spiritual energy sways around the spiritual ship, speeding further away, and one that is away from it is the hometown.

Lin Meng lowered his head and looked at the palm of his hand. A plaque of plaque was placed horizontally in his hand.

The platinum jade medal of the disciple of the Baihong Sect!

A line of small characters on the pure white plaque, like a blue dragon soaring, sharp and powerful, imprinted into his eyes.

‘Welcome to the world of the superiors.’

"Are you the superior?"

The young man sighed and looked up at the sky. The spiritual ship flew higher and higher, and his hometown became farther and farther away.

A new life has begun.

The first volume of s has been written. If there is a saying in the orderly chapters and orders, then the order has been completed. The road to warrior has come to an end. Next, it is a new path to extraordinary. How can you feel like you have become a fantasy text? Tsk!! After entering the academy, you will also have a modern background!
Chapter completed!