"Lu Ze, let's go. It's time to get off work!"
"You guys go first! I'll leave in a while."
Lu Ze was a young man who had just graduated from university. He was an ordinary office worker in the New Era. Other than going to and from work every day, he had nothing to do.
Because Lu Ze was an orphan since he was young, he relied on state subsidies to finish university. As an orphan, his personality was a little eccentric. He wasn't very good at socializing with others and didn't have many friends. When he finally got off work, he mostly stayed in his small house.
Luckily, Lu Ze liked reading novels, so he didn't feel lonely.
"A mentally retarded author. In Fei Lu's novel, there's actually a plot where he takes the initiative to give a girl away.”
Lu Ze couldn't help but complain. If he was the main character, he definitely wouldn't give a girl. Thinking about this, he fell asleep in a daze.
The twinkling stars in the night sky and the full moon suspended in the sky. Under the bright moonlight, it was as if the earth was covered in a layer of white silver sand.
Time passed, and Lu Ze fell asleep unknowingly. After a long time, he felt his head ache.
At this moment, Lu Ze's vision went black. The next moment, he didn't know anything. It was as if he had traveled through time and space.
One second, one year, or one Yuanhui, Lu Ze finally regained consciousness.
Lu Ze felt that his body didn't seem to listen to him. He was no longer himself. Bean-sized sweat flowed down from his forehead. His soul was about to be torn apart. Tens of thousands of ants bit his body.
At this moment, Lu Ze was in so much pain that he lost consciousness. He didn't know how much time had passed, but when he opened his eyes, he found himself in an unfamiliar environment.
Lu Ze slowly sat up and opened his painful eyes. He looked over and saw a dilapidated temple.
"What exactly is this place?"
Lu Ze covered his forehead and muttered to himself.
He looked over and saw that the ancient temple was already in ruins. Weeds grew in the temple, and broken beams fell to the ground, covered in dust. There were piles of withered grass in all corners, and spider webs covered the entire temple. It looked very terrifying and extremely dark. From time to time, there were rats running through it.
Lu Ze slowly stood up and looked at the entire temple. A huge Buddha statue appeared in front of him. It was lifelike, and it was plated with a layer of golden light. There were also black cracks spreading out.
Lu Ze wondered how long it had been since someone came to worship this temple.
Seeing this familiar yet unfamiliar scene, Lu Ze's head suddenly hurt again. He immediately felt heart-wrenching pain, but he used his strong willpower to control it and finally received all the memories.
"What is it? I'm a Three-Headed Flood Dragon!"
Even now, Lu Ze couldn't believe it. He couldn't accept the memories of his body. Could he really become the main character?
However, the Three-Headed Flood Dragon in the Lotus Lamp was not the protagonist's fate. He was the weapon of Erlang Deity Yang Jian, the flood dragon that guarded the Soaring Heaven King Palace.
Lu Ze checked the memories in his mind and found that it was indeed so. He really transmigrated into a three-headed dragon. Ever since he had his memories, he had been in the desolate Soaring Heaven Palace.
Not long ago, the Three-Headed Flood Dragon had just descended to the mortal world after it had developed its desire, but it was chased by Fairy Yaoji.
Suddenly, Lu Ze's eyes lit up. He saw a woman in a palace dress. Her white clothes touched the ground, and there were dark patterns of rusty butterflies on them. Her hair was slightly raised with butterfly tassels, and there was a butterfly carved from a night pearl on her forehead.
Her eyebrows were slightly swept. She did not wear any makeup, but it still could not hide her stunning appearance. There was a crystal necklace on her neck, revealing her milk-like skin. She lay on the ground, her clothes covered in blood, and she had a desolate beauty.
Lu Ze felt incredulous when he thought about transmigrating, but he could only silently accept the truth. He looked at the dying woman on the ground and suddenly thought of something.
"The Three-Headed Flood Dragon stole the dragon pearl of the Heavenly Court and fled the Heavenly Realm with desire. Yaoji, the controller of the Realm of Desire, came down to the lower realm to hunt the Three-Headed Flood Dragon down.
Yaoji's heart had just been torn apart by the Three-Headed Flood Dragon, but she didn't die. As a powerful immortal, she didn't die instantly after her heart was shattered.'
A light flashed in Lu Ze's eyes. In his memory, it was Yang Tianyou who replaced Yaoji with his own heart to let her survive.
However, there were many hidden secrets behind the TV series. Yang Tianyou was just a mortal. He would have died long ago if his heart was taken out. It seemed that this matter was not simple.
Thinking about this, Lu Ze was shocked by her beauty again. As expected of a celestial maiden from the heaven realm.
Compared to the various beauty cameras in the New Era, she was much more beautiful. This was because her beauty was real and not fake at all. It was as if she was the work of the Creator.
"Phew!"
Lu Ze took a deep breath and thought for a while. After transmigrating into the three-headed dragon, he should first consider how to survive. This was the prequel of the lotus lamp. Yang Jian hadn't even appeared yet, but that was only in the television series. The background behind it was even more terrifying.
(PS: Please collect it, there are flowers too!)）
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