Starting Tokyo Life From Inheriting A Shopping Street - Chapter 100

A thousand-year dynasty would inevitably face decay, and a hundred-year noble family would eventually return to dust.What in this world could last forever?Was it an Immortal Body, tempered a thousand times, or the Martial Arts will, in Heart Unity with heaven and earth?Chen Mu came to this world, his sword in hand, and when he turned back at dusk, countless heroes and millennium-old Demons had all turned to dust, leaving only one person on the road paved with yellow sand.

How was the Shura field formed? ——The system told me to disassemble the cp with my bare hands! the
Concubine Su transmigrated into a green tea female supporting role in the world of three books
System: “Ding~Welcome the host to the green tea system, HP -10, please start the first step of green tea to renew your life dear~”
Concubine Su: “…”
So, Su Concubine held the hand of the hero of the first world, Xiao Mu, “Little brother, I thought Ruan Ruan would never see you again…”
King Qinghe whose hands were held: “…”
Brother Xiao who stood watching from the side: “…” Is it me? the
Uncle Seven Emperor, the hero of the Second World, likes soft, cute and obedient girls
Su concubine heard the footsteps behind her, and quickly let the river lamp go, her tone was soft, “May the Seventh Uncle be free from illness and disaster, and everything will go smoothly!”
King Qinghe behind him: “…” Hehe
The Seventh Emperor Uncle on the side: “…” Good little nephew, you are so kind to me! the
The general likes enchanting and charming women, Su concubine covers her body with light gauze,
With her beautiful eyes and graceful posture, the general lost his mind in a second,
At the end of the song, behind Qingshan, the Qinghe King actually pinched her slender waist,
“Huh? Didn’t you say that you only dance solo for me?”
Concubine Su: “…” We’ve been discovered! the
Later, the great general blocked the knife for her, the young prince made red makeup for her, the seventh uncle threatened not to marry for her, and even the bright and handsome King Qinghe was beside her.
When several men get together: “Didn’t you say that I am the happiest?”
King Qinghe looked at her: “Huh?”
Concubine Su looked up to the sky: “…” Hey, I’m guilty…Too beautiful is a sin
The original male and female protagonists in the original world are really dismantled CP, the original female protagonists in the black first world, and the original female protagonists in the other two worlds engage in careers. the
“Constantly striving for self-improvement” in the Shura field is a heartthrob X Qinglang Junyi’s heart is broken and his legs are jealous
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“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]

A new emperor rules each year in Yohuachanca.Only the most delicious of food graces his palate; the realm’s most beautiful women fill his harem; his palace dazzles the mind in its beauty; and four priestesses counsel him in all matters. The life of an emperor is good, luxurious, and short. For at the year’s end, he is sacrificed to the Nightlords under the light of the Scarlet Moon.I am Iztac. A pisspoor orphan and the year’s emperor. A sacrifice bound for the altar. But the vampires have made a mistake this time. For I am a sorcerer, whose soul journeys into the secret underworld to plunder the secret spells of the dead. There, in the darkness, hides the power to drag the Nightlords off their throne. I have a year to find it, or perish for good.I may not be the first emperor, but I will be the last.