The Villain's Shopping System - Chapter 35 - 34 - Equipment

Other people’s bad reputation, if not because of themselves, then it’s slandered by others. Jing Wan’s bad reputation wasn’t because of herself, but schemed by her future husband. Hong Yuan’s bad reputation wasn’t caused by others, but of his own design, only for the sake of marrying the woman he has had eyes on for two lifetimes! One unable to take a bride, one unable to marry. Because he was the number one handsomest man, but she wasn’t the number one beauty. So it was still her who has earned? What the hell?

Ciel reincarnated into a cultivation world, a vast world full of wealth and beauty.

However, he finds life as a reincarnator is not as easy as he imagined.

In all his years of cultivation, he was never able to live like the main character. There was no day without suffering until one day, he obtained one of the Legendary Nine Heavenly Treasures - the Eyes of Heaven.

With those eyes, he could peer anywhere, through any wall and formation. Most importantly, no one could detect it.

Filled with excitement, he boldly peeked into the palace of the Ice Goddess, which had recently been frequented by the Elf Queen.

What did he find?

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#No NTR

Maybe you will think NTR about the relationship between the Elf Queen and the Ice Goddess, but believe me it's only the beginning, later you will find a surprising plot twist.

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I, who should have died after being hit by a car, was born again in another world.

Let someone else go to war, you, lucky Austria, go get married! What the god of war can give you, the god of love can also give you.

The smoke of the Napoleonic Wars has dissipated, and the Vienna system that once brought peace to Europe is riddled with holes. Beneath the seemingly peaceful appearance, there is a vortex of the times with undercurrents, the tranquility before the storm.

The air is filled with the steaming mist of sweat, and the choking black smoke makes it hard to breathe. On the elegant dining table, a group of soldiers and fat men in suits are pushing each other, feasting on the feast called the world, hanging on the wall Van Gogh’s self-portrait with waltz in his ears.

Suddenly the music turned into a march, and the picture also turned to the battlefield. Soldiers marched in a neat line, walking towards the machine gun barbed wire.

A shell fell on the ground, and after the smoke passed, countless cavalry rushed to the artillery position.

Accompanied by a loud noise, a wooden plane flew close to the ground, then pulled up rapidly, broke through the clouds, and shone brightly.

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