MTL - Dark Game, Draw the Talent of Almighty Power at the Beginning - Chapter 126 Angel's skill system

【You will encounter gongs in different worlds with different temperaments and different emotions. They are fine and loyal dogs. 】

【You are superior in appearance, they will love you at first sight, willing to sacrifice all, but soon they will get bored, betray, cheat】

【You are vengeful, and want to take revenge on that slag gong】

“Can.” Qin Mu then put forward his own requirements. “To fall in love, they first must have a good waist and long legs. The abdominal muscles must have eight blocks to satisfy me. As for the face, I am not superficial, as long as it’s of the highest quality I don’t mind.”

The thieves are caught, and those slag gongs take for granted that because Qin Mu loves them, he will choose to forgive them.【Smile】

However Qin Mu, who is cold to the bones, only smokes a cigarette and expresses his deep love to a new lover. “Beauty, I want to be with you.”

The slag gongs, “Please come back to me, I will never leave you… If you don’t agree and continue to hook up with other people, then I can only break your legs and lock you up. From now on, only I can see you.”

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It is said that all illegitimate children recognized by the boss can inherit a mountain!

The difference is that other people inherit the golden and silver mountains,

Li Guoguo inherited the real mountains. Fortunately, there are several.

At the same time, heaven gave her a farming system. If you don’t farm, you’ll die!

One day, a video introducing the tourist scenery of Taoyuan village was added to the live broadcast platform.

There are clusters of fruit trees, magnificent waterfalls, beautiful scenery, quiet streams, and small animals.

People: Liar! I’m in this city. It’s impossible to have this scenery in the wild mountains!

Not long after, people said: Awesome..

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After being awakened from their slumber, billions of people found themselves dispersed in various sealed crypts. Surrounded by earth, they each had only a shovel.

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”