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 The taste of Chu Xiaoning is really terrible.
 tedious. dull. Desperate.
 Hey, this is full of books, what are the broken books!
 "The Ancient Enchantment Catalogue", "The Exotic Flower Sketch", "Linyi Confucian Musical Piano Score", "Grasswood Collection", the only thing that can be considered as a pastime, probably only a few "The Travel Notes" and "The Bashu Food" .
 工具 上 dawn, it is Lampaos, and it is obviously not very often seen in the sill.
 He thought while painting, hehe, there are no tens of thousands of books here, and there are eight thousand in the collection, so Chu Jingning found that several of them were changed to □ □, and I don’t know what happened to the monkey year. At that time, Chu night Ning certainly does not know who is doing it, can only be sulking, it is wonderful, wonderful.
 Thinking about it, I couldn’t help but hold the book and laughed.
 The ink-burning has painted more than a dozen books, and I have imagined it. Whatever it is to paint, it can be said that the method of Caoyi is like a wind, and it is very elegant. If someone asks Elder Yu Heng to borrow books, and they have borrowed these books, it is estimated that such words will be circulated.
 "Yu Hengchang old man face the beast heart, actually in the "Qing Xin Yu" privately clipped pictures of men and women!"
 "The elders of Yu Heng are a teacher, and there are comic strips of Longyang broken sleeves in the sword spectrum!"
 "What is Beidou Xianzun, the clothing of the beast!"
 The more I burned, the more I laughed. Finally, I simply licked my stomach and rolled it on the floor with a brush. I was so happy that I couldn’t find any people walking to the door of the library.
 So when the teacher came over, he saw a flash of burning in the pile of books, laughing into a heartless madness.
 Teacher: "...A fire, what are you doing?"
 When the ink burned, he sat up and hurriedly covered up all the yellow maps and put on a dog-like face: "Scratch, wipe the ground."
 The teacher refused to laugh: "Wear the clothes?"
 "Cough, this is not to find a rag. Don't say this, teacher, how come you in the big night?"
 "I went to your house to find you. I didn't find it. I asked someone else to know that you are here." The teacher entered the library and helped the ink to collect the books that had piled up the floor. Seoul, "It’s okay, I’ll come over and see you."
 The smoldering is very happy, and some are flattered, licking their lips, and those who have always slicked their tongues are actually speechless.
 "That... um... then you sit!" Xing rushed to the ground for a long time, and the ink burned a little nervously, "I, I will help you pour tea."
 "No, I am quietly coming over. If you ask Master to find it, you can be in trouble."
 The ink burns and scratches the head: "It is also said..." Chu Yuning this metamorphosis! Sooner or later, he will trip over him, no longer succumbing to his arrogance!
 "You haven't eaten dinner yet? I brought you some food."
 The ink burns your eyes: "Dragon's hand?"
 "Hey, you are really not tired. Without a copy of the hand, the red lotus water is far away, I am afraid to bring it. Oh, it is some cooking, you look right?"
 The teacher opened the food box that was placed next to it, and it turned out to be a few red and bright dishes. A plate of windy ears, a dish of fish and shredded pork, a dish of uterus to keep chicken, a dish of cucumber, and a bowl of rice.
 "Hey, what about the pepper?"
 "Afraid of your panic, put a little more." Shi Yan laughed, he and the ink burned to eat spicy dishes, naturally know that there is no spicy and unhappy reason, "But your wounds are not so good, I dare not let too More, a little mention of taste, better than no red."
 The ink burned happily and bite the chopsticks. The dimples were sweet like honey under the candlelight: "Wow! I want to cry!"
 Shi Yan smiled and said: "When you are finished crying, the food is cold. After you finish eating, cry."
 The ink burned and cheers, and the chopsticks smashed fast.
 When he was eating, he was like a hungry dog. Chu Ning Ning always couldn’t understand the fact that he had seen the ghost, but the teacher would not dislike it.
 The teacher is always gentle, smiling and letting him eat slowly, while handing him a cup of tea. The plate quickly saw the air, and the ink sighed and felt a sigh of relief. He sighed and sighed: "Meet..."
 The teacher seems to inadvertently ask: "Is the dragon a good hand to eat, or are these dishes delicious?"
 The ink burns on the diet, just like his attachment to the first love, it is very infatuated. Over the head, the black and soft eyes looked at the teacher and licked his mouth: "The dragon copied his hand."
 "..." The teacher smiled and shook his head. For a long while, "A fire, I will help you change the medicine."
 The ointment is adjusted by Mrs. Wang.
 In the early years, Mrs. Wang was a disciple of the pharmacy Xianmen "Lone Moon Night". She was weak in martial arts and did not like to fight and kill, but she liked to study medicine. There was a drug in her life. She planted it there. Many precious plants, so there is no shortage of medicines in the martial art.
 The ink burned off the top, and the back was facing the teacher. The scar behind him was still aching pain, but the gentle finger of the teacher rubbed the ointment and smudged it bit by bit. Gradually, he forgot the pain, but some hearted. stand up.
 "Okay." The teacher gave the ink a new bandage and carefully knotted it. "Get on the clothes."
 The ink burned back and looked at the teacher. Under the faint candlelight, the teacher smacked the skin and became deceived by the snow. He became more and more versatile. He looked dry and did not want to wear clothes, but hesitated for a while, or bowed his head and quickly put on his coat.
 "Teacher."
 "Ok?"
 In such a secluded and secret study, the atmosphere of a lonely man is very good. I wanted to talk about the wind and snow, and I was able to make my own number of illiterates. Three words: "You are so good."
 "What is there, it should be."
 "I will be especially good to you." The tone of the ink is very calm, but the sweat of his hand is always sold out. He is actually in the heart of the waves. "When I am so powerful, no one can bully you. Master does not work." ""
 The teacher didn't know why he suddenly said this, and he snorted, but still said softly: "Well, then, I have to rely on it."
 "Hmm..."
 The ink burned in the air, but it was even more anxious to be stunned by the sorcerer's eyes. So I didn't dare to look again, so I bowed my head.
 For this person, he has been careful, and even clinging to some ribs.
 "Ah, Master wants you to wipe so many books? Still have to make a book at night?"
 The ink burned in front of the sweetheart or died to face: "Fortunately, catch up, have time."
 Shi Yan said: "I will help you."
 "How can it be done? If it is discovered by the master, it will not be punished with you." The ink is very firm. "It is not early, you will go back to rest, and there will be morning repairs tomorrow morning."
 The teacher took his hand and whispered: "Nothing, he can't find it, we are quiet..."
 When the words have not been finished, I heard a cold sound.
 "What about quietly?"
 Chu nightning did not know when it had come out of the office, and his face was cold, and the eyes of Danfeng were frosty and snowy. He was cold in white, and he stood at the door of the library, and looked at them with a blank expression. His eyes stopped a little in the hands of the two, and they moved away.
 "The teacher is clear, the ink is light, you are so bold."
 When the teacher was as white as snow, he suddenly let go of the burning hand, and if the mosquitoes screamed: "Master..."
 The ink burns is also bad, and the head is lowered: "Master."
 Chu nightning came in, not paying attention to ink burning, but looking down on the squatting on the ground, said faintly: "The red lotus otter is all over the enchantment, you think that without notification, I will not know."
 The teacher suddenly beheaded: "The disciple is wrong."
 The ink burned urgently: "Master, the teacher just came to give me a medicine, and I will leave immediately. Please don't blame him."
 The teacher is also anxious: "Master, this matter has nothing to do with the younger brother, is the disciple's fault, the disciple is willing to accept the penalty."
 "..."
 Chu Xiaoning’s face is green.
 He did not say a few words, and the two men rushed to excuse them, treating him as a beast and a beast. Chu nightning was silent for a while, reluctantly suppressed the twitching eyebrows, and said faintly: "It is really the same thing, it is moving, so it seems that there is only one of me in this room is a wicked person."
 Ink burning: "Master respects..."
 "...don't call me."
 Chu night Ning has a wide sleeve and is unwilling to speak. I don’t know what happened to him, why is it so mad. It is only guessed that Chu Xi Ning always hates that others are pulling in front of him. No matter what kind of pull is in the sense, it probably dirty his eyes.
 The three were silent for a long time.
 Chu night Ning suddenly turned around and turned and left.
 The teacher raised his face, his eyes were a little red, and he was helpless: "Master?"
 "You have to copy the door rules ten times, go back."
 The teacher squinted, and after a while, whispered: "...Yes."
 The ink burned still in the same place.
 The teacher stood up, looked at his eyes and burned, and hesitated again. He was still kneeling down again, begging for a late night.
 "Master, the ink brother's scar has just healed, the disciple is daring, please also, don't be too difficult for him."
 Chu nightning did not boo, he stood stunned under the ignited candlelight, and after a while, suddenly turned his face, only to see the sharp eyebrows, eyes like a torch, angry and rushing.
 "So much nonsense, you still don't leave?!"
 Chu late Ning grew up handsome and more than enough, gentle and lacking, the fierce is even more horrible, the teacher shook a little, only fear of angering the master, even more tired, and quickly quit.
 There are only two of them in the library, and the ink sighs and sighs, saying: "Master, the disciples are wrong, and the disciples will continue to register."
 Chu night Ning did not turn his head and said: "If you are tired, go back."
 The ink burned and raised his face.
 Chu night Ning ice cold road: "I will not leave you."
 How could he let himself go so well? There must be fraud!
 The ink-burning wit said: "I don't go."
 Chu night Ning paused, sneer: "...well, follow you."
 After talking about the wide sleeves, I turned and left.
 The ink burned - no fraud? He also thought that Chu Yuning would have to reward himself with a willow.
 Busy in the middle of the night, finally finished the matter. Ink burned a yawn and went out to the library.
 At this time, the night was dark, and the night light in the night of Chu’s still reveals dim light.
 Huh? That nasty devil hasn't slept yet?
 The ink burned away and was ready to greet and leave with Chu. When I entered the house, I found out that Chu Ningning had already rested, but this poorly remembered person had forgotten to extinguish the candlelight before going to bed.
 Or, he is halfway through the things he does, and he is so tired that he is so sleepy. The ink burned a look at the bed and put together the rudimentary night tour god, estimated this possibility in his heart, and finally saw the metal gloves that Chu Xiening had not taken off, and the half-body buckle still in his hand. This is the truth.
 When Chu nighting fell asleep, he was not so cold and cold. He was lying on a bed full of mech parts and sawing axe. There are too many things to spread, in fact, there is no place to accommodate, so he is very small, bowed, long eyelashes hanging, it seems a bit lonely.
 The ink burned and stared at him for a while.
 Chu nightning today... What is it in the air?
 Is it just that the arrogant is arrogant and arrogant, and wants to help organize the books?
 The ink burned closer to the bed, turned a white eye, and gathered in the ear of the night, with a very small and very small voice, tried to shout: "Master?"
 "...hey..." Chu nightning snorted softly and hugged the cold armor in his arms. He slept very hard and breathed evenly. The metal gloves that were not taken off were sharp and sharp, and they were placed on the face, like the claws of a cat or leopard.
 When the ink burned, he didn't look like he was awake for a while, and when he felt a move, he narrowed his eyes and smirked at the corner of his mouth. He pressed the ear of Chu Xinning and lowered his voice to test: "Master, get up."
 "..."
 "Master?"
 "..."
 "Chu night?"
 "..."
 "Oh, I am really sleepy." The ink burned, and his arm rested on his pillow, glaring at him with a smile. "That's so good, I am here to calculate the general ledger with you."
 Chu nightning does not know that someone wants him to settle accounts, still stunned, and a clear face looks very peaceful.
 The ink burned out a majestic posture, but he was born in a music house since childhood. He had not read a few books for a few days. When he was a child, he was a squatter and a storytelling, so the words of the patchwork were particularly crappy. funny.
 "Bold people, Chu, you bully the monarch, you have no king, you this... um, you this..."
 Scratching his head, a bit of a poor word, after all, he later called the emperor, Zhang mouth shut up is not yours, this is your dog slave, but these seem to be inappropriate for the use of Chu nightning.
 I wandered my brain for a long time, and suddenly I thought of a rhetoric that was often lingering in the small squares. Although it was not clear, it seemed to be pretty good. So the ink burned long eyebrows, and sighed:
 "You are a little hoofed hoof, can you know sin?"
 Chu nightning: "..."
 "You don't talk, this seat is when you plead guilty!"
 Chu nightning probably felt a bit noisy, snorted and snorted, holding the mech to continue to sleep.
 "You have made such a big mistake, this seat is judged by the law... Well, sentence you to a sentence! Liu Gonggong!"
 After the inertia was shouted, I realized that Liu Gonggong was already a former person.
 I thought about it, and decided to grieve myself to decorate my father-in-law. So charmingly said: "Your Majesty, the old slave."
 Then he cleared his throat immediately and said: "Immediately executed."
 "I want to live my life."
 Ok, the words are finished.
 The ink burned and rubbed his hands and began to use the punishment of Chu Yuning.
 The so-called mouth sentence, in fact, is not available, it is burned.
 So how do you sentence this temporary sentence?
 I saw a generation of tyrants burned, solemnly clearing his throat, his eyes cold and fierce, slowly close to the face of the cold night of the snowy valley of Ning Xuegu, a little closer to the pair of pale lips.
 then……
 The ink burned down, screaming at the late night, and swaying, and screaming in words:
 "Chu Ningning, I / **** / your mother, you are the world's unparalleled little, heart, eyes."
 Snapped. Snapped.
 The volley has two mouths.
 Hey, the execution is successful!
 Cool!
 The ink burned, and suddenly felt a thorn in the neck, and noticed a strange, fierce bow, on the pair of phoenixes.
 Ink burning: "..."
 The sound of the night is like a jade broken ice lake. It’s not that it’s more fairy or deeper: “What are you doing?”
 "This seat... Hey. Old slaves... Hey!" Fortunately, these two sentences are light and mosquito-stricken, and Chu night’s eyebrows are slight, and it seems that they have not heard clearly. When the ink burned the machine, he raised his hand and rubbed two palms near the face of Chu.
 "..."
 In the face of the unsatisfactory look of the Master, the former Emperor of the People’s Republic of China was very sly and laughed: “The disciples and disciples are playing mosquitoes for the Master.”
 The author has something to say: Welcome to the rbtv "People" column of this issue. The guest of today's guest column is the first generation of the comprehension (crossed out) Wang Ba (crossed out) Bawang Mo Weiyu. Have a special host Xue Mengmeng on the line (/^▽^)/
 Xue Mengmeng: The ordinary people are competing for the ascent, but you are comprehending for the emperor. Ink burning, I always wanted to ask you, this article clearly shows that there is no emperor, why do you insist on developing the feudal emperor's cause?
 Ink feeding fish: The development of things often has two directions, right?
 Xue Mengmeng: It seems that there is nothing wrong with it.
 Ink feeding fish: Then I ask you, have you seen Huang Sang in Xiuxian?
 Xue Mengmeng (dull): (⊙o⊙)...呃...this...
 Ink feeding fish: I can't remember it, I remind you, the name of the Emperor Jiajing is called Oops?
 Xue Mengmeng:? ? ? This person is not a dimension to us, and the Master has not taught it.
 Ink feeding fish: The cousin came to teach you, the family is called Taishang Da Luo Tianxian Ziji Changsheng Sheng Zhizhao Lingtong Sanyuan card Ying Yuxu general five Lei Dazhen real Xuantang Wanshou emperor.
 Xue Mengmeng:...
 Ink feeding fish: (笑笑) People are envious, people also want to call Taishang Da Luo Tianxian Ziji Changsheng Sheng Zhizhao Lingtong Sanyuan card Ying Yu virtual manager Wu Lei Dazhen Xuantu Jingping Xian Emperor Jun ink to feed fish.
 Xue Mengmeng: ... you roll, I don't know you.
 Ink feeding fish (turning white eyes): Hey, is it only the emperor to cultivate the immortal, do not allow the Taoist to be the king?
 Comes with a small card sticker.
 Ink burns.
 Word: Feed the fish.
 Nickname: Taishang big radish Tianxian Ji 佬 Zi Changsheng Sheng 吱 捅 捅 捅 尊 尊 尊 尊 王 王 王 王 王 王 精 精 精 五 五 五 五 五 五 五 五 五 五 五 五 五 五 五 五 五 五 五
 Occupation: Emperor (dead)
 Social outlook: illiterate
 Currently favorite: Shi Yan
 Favorite food: (manually crossed) Chu nightning (manually crossed) dragon copying hand
 Hate: being disgusted
 Height: 186 before death, after the rebirth, this seat is a young boy, has not yet grown up, why should be made public, discouraged.
 For a few days, the wood has been updated, and a small theater has been added.
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 Mo Ran felt that taking Chu Wanning as his master was a mistake.
 His Shizun was just so similar to a cat, while he was like a silly dog.
 Dogs and cats were biologically different. The silly dog hadn’t originally intended to put his furry paws out towards that cat.
 He originally thought that dogs should be with dogs, like his senior brother, who was beautiful and docile, like a cute Japanese Spitz. They would look so good together.
 But after dying and coming back to life, after living two lifetimes, the one he’d brought back to his den both times was that snow-white kitty Shizun that he didn’t even have his eye on at first.
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 Become a slave as soon as I wake up! ? There was a cute girl named Hancock beside him! ?
 How does it all sound like One Piece! ? But what the hell is this guy who claims to be able to exchange various fruit abilities with the “God System”! ?
 At this point, a king named Li Yi, alone came from the darkness, towards eternal immortality!
 Pirate! grim Reaper! Naruto! Fairy Tail! Marvel!
 Dominate countless planes, I am Li Yi!
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 Ancient existences wake up in the abyss, demons whisper in people’s ears, unknown horrors erode the spirit, and madness breeds in the darkness of people’s hearts.
 But it is not only darkness that descends on this world.
 There are heavily armed dark knights walking in the dark to judge crimes; tight-fitting supernatural beings wandering between buildings to act as friendly neighbors; The impossible god on earth, the “S” symbolizing hope shines like the sun on his chest…
 No one could have imagined that behind all of them, there was just a player sitting in front of a computer screen holding a keyboard and punching hard.
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 The world had turned into a game and was invaded by monsters. At this very moment, teachers, flight attendants, students, bosses, and workers… 
 Regardless of their occupations, everyone had been transformed into a player under the management of the Trojans. They were forced into playing a deadly survival game, competing for the title of the [Strongest Player on Earth]! 
 The game would also be live-streamed on the Star Channel with the highest ratings. The better the players performed, the more points they would receive. These points could be used to purchase items or people that have appeared in the past, the present, and from digital worlds. 
 Players, zombie high school girls in sailor suits wielding samurai swords, and the evil god Cthulhu who causes insanity will always be on your tail. 
 Do your best to clear the game! Become the strongest player! 
 Sun Yuan lowered his head and glanced at his phone. Why are these game settings the same as the mobile game I had just cleared? 
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 The Haotian Jade Emperor was considered by the saints to be the emperor by tricks and make things difficult at all times. Later generations carried the secret treasure and reborn as the supreme of the three realms. How should he choose whether to do something or become the jade emperor who endures anger everywhere….. .
 The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and one of them…
 Becoming immortal, sanctified, enlightened, and what comes after
 Why did the ancient legends disappear
 Ten thousand people ten thousand prehistoric
 Follow the protagonist and experience a different prehistoric
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 Luo Lan was surprised, he found that he had come to the Dragon Ball World when he woke up. 
 At this time, Vegeta’s situation was very delicate. In the distant starry sky, Frieza, a well-known “planet seller”, was already eyeing this planet. 
 If there is no change in the plot, Sun Wukong will be sent to the earth soon, then his head will be smashed, his wits will be lost, and the prologue of Dragon Ball will start. 
 And this year, as a Saiyan who was just buried, Luo Lan crawled out of the soil. 
 History began to change this year. 
 In addition to Monkey King, the future god-level Saiyans will also have Luo Lan. 
 Luo Lan: No, the god level is just the beginning, I want to surpass the god level, surpass the king!
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 The evil creatures in the three thousand worlds know that killing all human players who had lost themselves and preventing them from clearing a level and go through rebirth is the meaning of their existence.
 The Scythe Knight(Centaur) held a crescent scimitar with blood dripping on the forest floor. The horse hooves trembled and the Knight panted.
 Staring at the girl in black, he said: “You… You can really run!”
 His four hooves can’t outrun a human girl’s two legs! What a disgrace this is to him!
 “Come, continue chasing me. I’ll let you hehehe~”
 Scythe Knight: “Chase what woman! Go to the next clearance point! Get out!”
 “You’ve been chasing me for so long and you know me by now. Why don’t you give me some souvenirs, little horse?”
 Scythe Knight: ??? I think you’re ignorant of the system here.
 System: Congratulations to Player•Shi Yu for snatching the mane of the Scythe Knight. It can be made into winter clothes, gloves, etc.
 The bald Scythe Knight lay on the ground and gloated at the misfortune of the next evil creature as the girl vanished on his spot.
 Lao Tzu cannot let this professional parkour player leave the other Evil creatures alone. Let’s all suffer!
 Next stop Evil Creature: ??? Don’t let her come here!!!
 The three thousand worlds’ ultimate boss has heard the evil creatures crying at each other, saying that their possessions were snatched by the professional parkour player!
 Intrigue by these rumors, the Cthulhu himself turned into a beautiful human male and said, “Let’s see if that little girl dare snatch something from this Lord!”
 However, after lurking to Shiyu’s side, the Cthulhu said: “This human being was so bold that she dares to snatch the heart of this Lord!”
 System: Congratulations to Player•Shi Yu for getting the crazy and paranoid love of the Boss. This thing is non-physical and is extremely lethal. Use it with caution.
 Shi Yu: ???
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 He is the resident cover of “Witcher Weekly”.
 He is an eternal figure in the Daily Prophet.
 He is the absolute leader of the pure-blood wizard.
 He is the only wizard in history who has made Dumbledore helpless.
 He is also the only strongest mage in the world who makes Voldemort helpless!
 He is Yunye-an old professional driver.
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 [Infinite Anime Stream] Fifty years ago, the game “Infinite World” came to the planet Terra, and all humans became players. Through the experience of the copy world, it is expected to become a powerhouse that surpasses mortals. 
 Terra has also changed as a result, “Infinite World” has become the most direct, fair and cruel way to ascend the class, and elite players have also become the existence standing at the top of this world. 
 Lu Feng came from the earth. 
 “This Infinite World game is actually the reincarnation space in the infinite stream novel, and this place actually treats the reincarnation space as a daily routine!” 
 “Ha, it turns out that the copy worlds are all two-dimensional animations and novels on Earth.” 
 As the only player with his own dungeon world story library, Lu Feng said that this time-travel benefit is absolutely full. 
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 In modern cities, aura is revived, and human beings are no longer the masters of civilization. 
 At that time, the sky could not see the sun, it was covered by birds, and the ground was stained red with blood. Human beings became food for bereaved dogs, a real hell on earth. It wasn’t until the day when a warrior with an open mind merged the demon spirit after the death of the demon beast into his dantian, humanity could avoid the fate of being annihilated. 
 Refining demon spirits, possessing the ability of demon beasts to fly into the sky and escape from the ground, a young man who originally died, because a demon beast has returned to sixteen years old. 
 That day happened to be the annual demon spirit awakening day. 
 That day, he refined an evil spirit… 
 Evil spirits, an unknown existence of evil!
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 Eerie prayers were heard, and each name was distinct. 
 “Lord of the Ashes” 
 “Colorless City” 
 “Mist of the White Shore” 
 “Spirit of the Ancient” 
 ” Dream of the Void” 
 “Ruler of the Chaos” 
 After Shen Yi transmigrated to a new world, mysterious groups seemed to be wanting to Summon him nonstop. The church, wizards, investigators, saints… 
 Every summoning group had something they desired. And at the same time, they offered various sacrifices. 
 Shen Yi was overwhelmed with annoyance, but there was nothing he could do to put a stop to it. 
 Eventually, he was successfully summoned by cultists. 
 And the first problem Shen Yi had to face was… A sacrificial little girl, who had slumped on the altar! 
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 The mysterious boy Ling Chen is saved by a little girl as he lay on the street dying. Years later, he strikes a deal to save this savior-turned sister and enters the virtual world. In a future Earth where advanced warfare has forced nations to settle issues virtually or else suffer the consequences, Ling Chen bursts into the scene and goes from unknown to legend. Yet all is not as it seems, for Ling Chen has a dark past, and there is a greater mystery at hand behind this virtual world. 
 To save his terminally ill little sister, Ling Chen enters the newly released virtual game world and joins a small gaming studio comprising entirely of women. From now on walking upon his path towards the pinnacle. An ancient, evil item almost forgotten by history, the “Lunar Scourge” helps forge his unsurpassable legend, and causes him to unknowingly step upon a path that is destined to be punished by the heavens, the way of the Shura.
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 Jiang Yining was transmigrated to a cultivation world and became the master of the Tianyan Sect.
 Unfortunately, the sect was broke and he only had three disciples. Just as everything was about to fall even further apart, he received the Golden Finger.
 To make it even more interesting, the Golden Finger was an idle cultivation game that Jiang Yining had played in his previous world.
 [Welcome back, long-time player. You will inherit your old account that has been idled for a million years.]
 From the game, Jiang Yining could receive martial arts, resources, fates, buildings, skills, and even spiritual roots from checking in and completing quests.
 He vowed that he would use the rewards to grow his own sect.
 In the world of cultivation existed prestigious families, sects, kingdoms, and even celestial sects. Everyone’s goal was to ascend to a celestial being.
 However, years later, Jiang Yining and his Tianyan Sect sat on the Long River and looked down at the people still struggling in the celestial realm.
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