I Have A Sword - Chapter 1315: Yang

Mr. Sun Hao, please introduce yourself briefly!

Hmm…how should I say it?

It should be said that among writers, I am the best at singing; among musicians, I am the best at acting; among actors, I am the best at directing; among directors, I am the most handsome…

As far as our appearance is concerned, it doesn’t matter if it’s Xiaogang Yimou Kaige in China or Cameron Spielberg in Hollywood, one word, it’s all instant kills!

Uh… Mr. Sun, let me remind you weakly, “Seckill” seems to be two words! ?

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Transmigrating to a lawless person and then directly upgrading to a little brat’s stepmother. Xiao Ting said, “Crap, there’s no need to even give birth to a child. God, I love you so much …”

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Chi Yan had always had a weak constitution, and ghosts had always tried to kill him. He had tried many ways to change his situation, but it was all futile.

Coincidentally, Third Master Ye of Shiming City passed away, and a priest informed Chi Yan that Third Master Ye possessed the “look of demon,” Carrying a bit of this man’s ashes and installing an altar for him at home could help control the evil spirits around Chi Yan.

Left with no choice, Chi Yan took a gamble. Amazingly, it worked. However he didn’t expect that he’d be instead be haunted by the most persistent ghost of them all.

Obsessed with love, undying resentment, possessed by evil.

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#### WARNING ####THIS NOVEL CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND SEX SCENES, EXTREME VIEWS, AND A VILLAIN MAIN CHARACTER.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The pacing is slower than typical and is heavy on the psychology and ideology. Reader discretion is advised############“St. Ignatius Academy is no safe haven for degenerate trash! This material proves that you are a danger to women and girls around you! Out of my sight! You are expelled! You shall never defile our hallowed halls with your disgusting presence again!”--SLAP--“You are no son of mine! I wish I had aborted you! How dare you write such horrible things!”With those words, Aaron Zakhrov was thrown out with nothing but his brains and a thirst for never being weak or trusting again.Bit by bit, he built his new kingdom, where his word was law, and where he controlled everything: his friends, his enemies, his lovers and most of all, his destiny.