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chapter 2

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    Gavin has been Lin Jiawen for two lifetimes.

    In the first life, he lived on the earth, in a wealthy family, but suffered from congenital heart disease.  The doctor said that he could leave this world at any time.

    Probably knew from a very young age that he would die sooner or later, Lin Jiawen lived with restraint and calmness.

    Don't need other people's feelings, this is a burden and it is also hurt.

    He lived to be nineteen years old.

    When she woke up again, Lin Jiawen turned into a baby.

    Still called Lin Jiawen.  His father was still Lynn, a familiar face, a familiar person.

    Everything is perfect except that it is no longer on the earth.

    This is the first time Lin Jiawen feels that God treats him so favorably.

    This time, he has a very healthy body.  He still came from a prominent background. When he was three years old, when he was tested for aptitude, the family tester told his father excitedly - "This is a genius, sir. His talent is the only one I have ever seen in my life!"

    The empire has been fighting all the year round and has been invaded. In order to resist foreign humiliation, human beings have evolved many times in the development process. In the Xingyuan era, the core of the power system is the source force developed from ancient Chinese martial arts.

    Mechanical kinetic energy requires source force, and unarmed combat requires source force. Source warriors are also divided into two groups, one group relies on mechas, and the other group relies on physical bodies.

    There is no one who is strong or weak, each has its own merits.  It's just that the current nobles think that close combat is too ugly and not decent, and they always claim that the use of machinery is the right way for future source of martial arts.

    Lin Jiawen originally thought that this life would be smooth and smooth, without ups and downs. Everything changed when he was ten years old.

    His father, a first-class tax official in the empire, was convicted of embezzling military pay.

    ? No trial, no notice.  The Second Young Master, a descendant of the Lin Clan, was imprisoned just like that.

    "I don't want you to think I'm a sinner, kid." Lynn said with a smile, but he didn't elaborate. "I took the blame for the people of the Lord's family. I have never felt ashamed of the empire in my life Cultivate hard, if you have the ability in the future  If not, just rehabilitate me, if it doesn't work, don't think too much, I hope you will be happy all your life The Lin family will protect you."

    But, father, you are wrong.

    The Lin family will not protect me.

    The news of Lynn's death only became a broadcast in less than ten seconds on the Imperial News.

    ¡ª¡ª"Lin En, the former tax officer of the Ministry of Finance of the Empire, was sentenced to death for embezzling front-line military pay."

    He is too naive and too young to know that all the gifts of fate are secretly priced.

    Lin Jiawen was sent to the main house to practice with the young masters of the direct line.  No matter how sinful people are, they will get sympathy, and mortals only hate geniuses.

    I don't know where the rumors came from first.

    The six-year-old young master blinked and told the uncle in the main house: "Brother Jiawen told me that he practiced to avenge his father."

    At the age of ten, he was destroyed and his cultivation base was destroyed, he was convicted, and then sent to the mine star.

    At the age of fourteen, he planned for many years and finally escaped through a mine accident.

    Lin Jiawen originally didn't want his new name to have anything to do with the past.

    However, it was a coincidence and a combination of circumstances and circumstances.

    There was a rebellion on the small planet where he transited. During the war, a little nobleman died in front of him.

    That man's name is Gavin.

    Lin Jiawen used his identity to survive.

    Therefore, he can only be called "Gavin" in his life.  With that ugly burn on his left arm.

    No one knows his original name.

    The little dragon raised its head and looked at him. It opened its mouth, as if trying to explain something, but there was no sound.

    This little pet was too slender, with a dirty mess on his face. He stood up tremblingly, but because of the heavy wings, he quickly fell down on the spot.

    So, the little dragon crawled towards him, and hugged one of his fingers.

    Gavin frowned.

    He saw a meandering line of blood.  Dark red, drop by drop, connected into a thin line, a thin line.

    It will probably hurt.

    When he was abolished back then, when he was crawling in the cell to ring the warning bell, Gavin turned his head and leaned against the wall, looking at the marks left by himself, on the white tiles, there was also such a winding line of blood  .  bright red.

    Not a pleasant experience.

    And it really hurts.

    The thin voice heard in the locker room sounded again.

    &, although it looks a little coldbut it hasn't hurt him so far.

    Gavin saw a knife mark at the base of its wing.

    From the looks of it, it should have been cut with scissors.  The wound was not very smooth, and it was bloody and bloody.

    Gavin frowned.  He turned over and got out of bed, went under the bed and took out the medical kit.

    After Gavin escaped from the mine star, the planet he teleported to was in a war, and it was extremely chaotic. He had seen too many civilians go to the hospital for help, but in the end they were given anesthesia and their organs were sold.  Since then, Gavin has been reluctant to go to the hospital, and the medical kit has become a constant at home.

    Becausehe used to be an apprentice in that kind of medical center.

    From being unbearable at the beginning, to turning a blind eye later.  Too many people stared at him resentfully before they died.

    Everyone is guilty, and he awaits judgment.

    "I'll bandage it for you, but I'm not a veterinarian, so I can only deal with it briefly." Gavin said without a trace of emotion, "It depends on how much you can recover."

    Gavin turned on the desk lamp and put New Year's Eve on the desk.

    Then he took a plate of water, wiped off the dirt on his body with a cotton swab, took out the disinfectant and painkiller, and sprayed it on New Year's Eve skillfully.  It was obviously painful, and his small body curled up into a ball, shaking and shaking non-stop.

    Hell He actually thought the little man was cute when he was shaking and tearing up.

    Gavin coughed inwardly, then took out the bandage, wrapped it around carefully and patiently for New Year's Eve.

    This is considered to be bandaged.

    After the initial pain, I felt much better on New Year's Eve.  Even the dull pain that had been tormenting him before was gone.

    He sat on the table, put the little wing in front of him in surprise, and stretched out his little hand to touch it

    Well, although I still don't feel anything because the anesthetic is overpowering!  but!  Still on me!¡ª¡ª

    [thank you!  ]

    New Year's Eve opened his mouth in surprise, and after a while, he realized that Gavin couldn't hear at all.

    Gavin was obviously satisfied with his bandaging skills.  After looking back and forth, I feel that my craftsmanship is better than before.

    His eyes moved to New Year's Eve's face.

    New Year's Eve wrapped himself with wings, revealing a small face outside, expressing but stopped talking.

    Gavin asked very understandingly: "What's the matter? Is there anything else?"

    In fact, he was really drunk, and the breath he exhaled was full of alcohol.

    New Year's Eve moved over step by step, and then hugged his wrist.

    Gavin heard a a bit embarrassed pleading for help.

    New Year's Eve looked at him with a blushing face, and said softly: [papa I'm hungry.  ]

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    Unexpectedly, I changed again!

    Damn, I still want to save more manuscripts!  For the sake of my diligence, don't get fat!  !  Fat me up and commit suicide!  !

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    Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~

    Thanks to the little angel who voted [Bazooka]: Quanjiang, 1 watermelon;

    Thanks to the little angel who cast [Grenade]: Zixi¡¯s Guagua, Watermelon Gua, Mowu, Mowu, Mowu, Mowu;

    Thanks to the little angels who voted for [Line mines]: 5 watermelons;  , green 1;

    Thanks to the little angels who irrigate [nutrient solution]:

    224 bottles of 30475556; 82 bottles of Ma Xiaofeng Dreamland; 11 bottles of Song; 10 bottles of Qing; 6 bottles of 27595510;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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