The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss - Chapter 2729 - : Defend Sun Never Sets to the Death (1)

Qin Xiaobai transmigrated into a husky.
And his master turned out to be a goddess-level live broadcast.
Reporter: “Miss Su, you are now the first sister of Douyu. What’s the secret of your success, is it your good looks or hard work?”
Su Wanqing thought for a long time, then pointed to Erha beside her and replied, “It doesn’t seem to be the case. The main credit for my current achievements is that my Erha is so outstanding! Sometimes I even doubt that my Erha is the protagonist. …”

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In the realm of cultivating the nine states, the Taoist court is unified, the aristocratic families are oppressed, the sects are monopolized, and the barriers to Taoism are tight.

The monks at the bottom have no way to practice Buddhism, lack spiritual stones, and have a hard time living.

Ten-year-old Mo Hua was born with a weak body, was born as a Buddhist monk, and came from a poor family.

Even if he practices hard, he may only be a humble ant-like Qi-refining monk throughout his life.

Until a Tao tablet appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

You can comprehend the heavenly formations and infinitely enhance your spiritual consciousness.

Ink painting will use the Taoist stele to break down the barriers of Taoism, create supreme spiritual consciousness, fully understand the formations of the Immortal Tao, and strive for the road to immortality…

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“For those who dare call themselves gods, I, Wen Ran, will crush their legacy beneath my feet. Even dogs are more honorable than those filthy bastards!”A feared Godslayer, who, due to betrayal, perished under the might of the heavens, having his world destroyed. Saved by a mysterious system, Wen Ran was granted a second chance at life but reincarnated in the body of a lowly slave. Hunted by the gods who sought his head, Wen Ran vowed to reclaim his title by showing heaven his vengeance as a 'God Slayer.'

drop out of school

When I got home, I reopened the blacksmith shop.

From then on, this blacksmith shop was no longer ordinary.

The best knives in the world are born here.

The thrust-to-weight ratio of the handmade micro-turbojet directly exploded.

The micro-drones flourished in his hands.

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