I began my journey through the starry sky by planting the Tree of Enlightenment.

The rear door slid open slowly.

First, a slender, fair leg descends, its lines soft and even, adorned with a pair of pearl-white lambskin ankle boots.

Step on it.

The rainwater that had been accumulating under the car instantly made room for it.

Water splashed around.

Jiang Yang then saw the man's full appearance.

She was petite and delicate, with a pretty face, light eyebrows, and gentle eyes.

When that person saw him, a certain indescribable emotion flashed in their eyes.

She then forgot about opening her umbrella and rushed towards him.

A bright red silk dress, with a section of the hem trailing in the water, resembled a wedding gown.

Jiang Yang slightly shifted his body to avoid the embrace.

A strange light flashed in his eyes.

He looks to be at most eighteen years old.

There is no related memory.

At least, she wasn't his older or younger sister.

"Who are you?"

A woman with delicate features walked down from the other side, riding under an umbrella, and approached this side.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "She's the second young lady of the Song family next door. She heard that we were going to take you home, so she came over on her way."

Jiang Yang only realized what was going on after hearing that.

The woman in front of me was actually from the Song clan next door.

The Song ethnic group is similar to the Jiang ethnic group.

The two old men fought together in their youth, climbing over the same pile of corpses; their relationship speaks for itself.

Often, the two families will arrange a marriage between their children.

When Jiang Yang was born, he was born on the same day as the eldest princess of the Song family next door, and a betrothal was arranged between them at that time.

Three years ago, Jiang Yang went to the Song family to rescind the marriage due to illness.

More importantly, Princess Song and Jiang Yang did not talk much on a regular basis; in fact, their relationship could be described as distant.

As for the woman in front of him...

That matches the image of the second young lady who was always on the sidelines in my memory.

However, his appearance has indeed changed a lot compared to before.

Especially her chest, which was very proud.

This caused a momentary inability to react.

It seems that a lot has indeed happened in the past three years.

The original owner of this body was not familiar with the second young lady of the Song family; at most, they had met and talked.

Of course, in the past, the original owner of this body did not express a strong desire to date any woman; instead, he focused his energy on building his power.

As for the conversation with the woman in front of him.

At the time, it was simply to gain more support and obtain some of the Song family's support.

Looking at the expression on the girl's face, Jiang Yang had a bad feeling.

What's the big deal? It's the debt the original owner incurred; let him pay it back.

Jiang Yang is not averse to matters between men and women, but since it is not his own romantic experience, he naturally cannot accept it.

Jiang Ying walked over from a distance, riding an umbrella.

He casually pulled Song Yunxiu under his umbrella and said with a smile, "It seems our third brother isn't interested in you."

"Sister Jiang, you're making fun of me again," Song Yunxiu said angrily.

"Okay."

Jiang Ying pinched her hair, which had just been damp from the rain.

His gaze was fixed on the man in front of him.

It surprised her quite a bit as soon as she saw it.

This physique.

Can it recover to this state in just two months?

It seems something terrible has happened to my younger brother.

He opened his mouth, but some words got stuck in his throat.

Finally, she spoke up, saying, "Things have been relatively peaceful these past few days."

Jiang Yang looked up at his second sister.

My thoughts seemed to stretch out.

The original owner of this body is currently twenty-one years old, while the other party is three years older than him, being twenty-four.

The relationship between the two was like that of many ordinary families. They had bickered with each other when they were young, but as they got older, they didn't have as much interaction, after all, men and women are different.

If he were in the Jiang family, he would definitely be the one most familiar with the second sister.

At least, there was some human touch between the two.

"I've been taking good care of myself lately, and I'm doing quite well."

Jiang Yang replied indifferently, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Jiang Ying didn't know what else to say, even though they were siblings.

"Get in the car."

"Um."

However, there weren't many empty seats left on the bus.

Upon seeing this, Wei Yuanren quickly replied, "Master, I can drive the vehicle to the Jiang tribe myself. You may proceed first."

Jiang Ying felt her clothes being tugged, and met two pleading starry eyes.

Jiang Ying immediately said, "No need for that. Xiao Wei, you sit in the front, and the three of us can squeeze in at the back. We have some things to talk about."

"This isn't a good idea."

Wei Yuanren looked towards Jiangyang.

Before Jiang Yang could react, Jiang Ying jogged up behind him, holding the umbrella in one hand and pushing it behind her with the other.

Jiang Yang remained motionless, as if rooted to the ground.

This was not something Jiang Yang did intentionally, but rather a result of his current control over his balance, which no one else could disrupt at all.

Unless a speeding car crashes into us right now.

Jiang Ying was somewhat puzzled, but she continued to exert force with her hands.

With this shoving, Jiang Yang flexed his muscles and leaned towards the back seat of the car, following the force of the movement.

But halfway through, Jiang Yang suddenly turned around, used both hands to grab the waists of the women on either side.

Jiang Ying and Song Yunxiu were both stunned, completely unaware of what had happened.

Especially this feeling of being suspended in mid-air, unable to exert any force, is very despairing.

"Jiang Yang! What are you doing?"

Jiang Ying asked in alarm.

On the other side, Song Yunxiu's earlobes turned red, and she didn't say much.

—Buzz—Whoosh! Whoosh!

Beside the ear.

Jiang Yang heard the ear-piercing sound of the wheels screeching against the ground.

I was just being pushed by Jiang Ying and didn't notice it immediately.

An extremely dangerous feeling came over Jiang Yang.

He could feel it behind him.

The engine was roaring desperately.

The car was going very fast.

The distance between us and them has reached a point where avoidance is no longer an option.

"A car! There's a car! Sister Jiang!"

Song Yunxiu faced the road behind her, her pupils contracting sharply due to the stimulation.

Jiang Ying turned her head accordingly; her situation wasn't much better than Song Yunxiu's.

Relying on instinct, Jiang Yang suddenly tightened his arms and threw Jiang Ying and Song Yunxiu out one after the other.

"Owner!"

Wei Yuanren's urgent voice came from afar.

The two women felt a domineering force pulling them along.

Suddenly, it hurtled towards the ground in the distance.

Then it came into contact with the rain-soaked ground.

But it didn't hurt much.

On the rain-soaked ground, the two immediately turned to look at Jiang Yang's location.

Jiang Yang has already wasted a lot of time on the two of them.

It was too late to run out of the area where the car hit.

"Jiang Yang!"

Two hurried voices mingled with the pattering rain.

The rain started to fall even harder.

Suddenly, the raindrops pelted down on Jiang Yang, soaking him completely in just a few moments.

He turned around very quickly, the rainwater on his head was flung away, and he faced the oncoming vehicle head-on.

He concentrated all his life energy in his arms, holding them out in front of him like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"don't want!"

For some reason, Song Yunxiu rushed towards Jiangyang in a hurry.

Jiang Yang kept his eyes fixed on the oncoming car.

Until the collision.

A loud bang erupted between the two.

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