Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again! - Chapter 495: Making You Submit to Being a Student

A conspiracy had brought her back from the countryside to replace his sister and marry the mysterious and eccentric Crown Prince.

As a tough girl She expressionlessly stretched her muscles and planning to block whatever came her way.

If that so called Crown Prince dared to touch her, she would definitely hit his head to the ground!

However, the strange crown prince seemed to have some misunderstood about her...

“My wife is obedient and sweet. Don’t scare her. ”

“My wife will have her final exams tomorrow. I need to go back early to tutor her. ”

“My wife is not knowledgeable and has a bad temper. But with me around, you have to indulge her. ”

In the upper class of S City, they received a warning from the young master of the Bo Family almost overnight: Madam Bo is a treasure. Whoever touches her will have their hands cut off!

Jian Wushuang was reborn in adversity. In order to get his revenge, he began to cultivate Heavenly Creation Skill. With the help of the Heaven defying cultivation method, Jian Wushuang gradually grew into a peerless genius from an ordinary practitioner. With a sword in hand, no one is his match. Using his extraordinary Sword Principle, he killed all his opponents and eventually became number one Sword Master from time immemorial.

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—“Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you.”Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, “the Just”, the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.

There are gods in the sky, there are people on the earth, and there are no immortals in the world.

Three thousand years ago, the gods descended.

The cataclysm of the world, the aura weakens, and the immortals disappear;

One hundred and fifty years ago, the gods descended.

The rich Chipa Plateau and the invincible Panlong Ancient City have all been turned into loess;

After another hundred years, I, descended…

But the starting point to unravel all the mysteries, and even the key to survival in troubled times, starts with being a good dude;

Start from learning to hide the front and defend the clumsiness;

Start with an adventure;

Starting from reversing the established fate;

Most importantly, start by entering the dreamland of the gods.

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