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 Suddenly hearing the cry of a baby, Old Man Jiang was frightened and quickly checked to see his grandson in his arms. However, no, the cry came from far away.
 Maybe someone else, similar to him before, was on the road with their children, right?
 But looking at the vast expanse of white in the distance and seeing no one, Old Man Jiang thought again, could it be a situation similar to that of the mother and child who froze to death, but the child was not dead yet?
 Thinking of this, Old Man Jiang instinctively followed the sound.
 Without looking far, we came to an icy lake. On the frozen lake, there were two naked babies lying on it!
 "ah?"
 Old Man Jiang walked over tremblingly and saw two babies that were white and tender, only about a foot long, as if they were just born.
 Exactly one baby boy and one baby girl. The baby boy closed his eyes and chewed his tongue, but he didn't even cry!
 The baby girl was relatively normal. She couldn't open her eyes and cried desperately. She was attracted by the girl's cries.
 "Ouch..." Old Man Jiang hurried forward and looked around, but there was no one else.
 So where did these two babies come from? In this harsh winter, who gave birth to two children and abandoned them in the ice and snow?
 He didn't care so much and immediately picked up the two children and put them in his arms.
 But then, he fell heavily to the ground!
 With no strength left, Old Man Jiang just held on for a breath and wanted to take his grandson's body home. Maybe I could still hold on to such numbness and zombie-like progress, but now after all the tossing and holding three children in my arms, I really couldn’t hold them anymore.
 He just lay on the ice lake, panting, not knowing what to do.
 It's so pitiful. How long have you been born? Before I even opened my eyes to take a look at the world, I was about to die in the ice and snow.
 However, this world may be like this. This was not the first time that Old Man Jiang had seen an abandoned baby, but the ones he had seen before... were all skeletons.
 In his Chashan Village, one or two babies die almost every year. Some of them are really dead, born sick or unable to survive and starve to death, but some... are abandoned.
 On the edge of Chashan Village, there is a baby tower about ten feet high. It is actually a tower-shaped pile of stones, specially used for abandoned babies.
 Some poor families are so cruel that they drown babies who are born sick or unable to live, and many of them never even open their eyes.
 Old Man Jiang once saw an abandoned baby floating in the river in the village. When he encountered it, he could only helplessly shout, 'Whose child is it? Collect the baby's body! ’
 And some parents really can't do anything, so they will send their baby girls or sick babies to the tower and never take care of them again, leaving them to fend for themselves. This will make those parents feel better, because they will imagine that there are kind-hearted people. Taking an abandoned baby home and raising it properly is just self-deception.
 Old Man Jiang once went to see the inside of the baby tower, but after seeing it once, he never dared to go there again.
 That scene was something he would never forget. He realized that all babies were eaten alive by mosquitoes, rats and ants. There is nothing to do but cry.
 "Don't cry, Aweng is with you..." Old Man Jiang murmured.
 When people are about to die, they will always fall into memories.
 Maybe, this is fate... At the end of his life, he picked up two children. Although they would freeze to death soon, he could at least give them some warmth.
 "Wow wow..." the baby girl cried desperately. She clung to the slave's body and turned purple with cold.
 Upon seeing this, Old Man Jiang gritted his teeth, pushed the body of his grandson out of his chest, and held the two babies closer to his heart.
 He told himself that the living were more important than the dead.
 Just like that, he fell into a drowsiness again, but then he felt a warm current.
 "Cold... no, warm... so warm..." Old Man Jiang opened his eyes, still lying on his side on the ice lake.
 The side next to the ice was frozen, but the chest was warm!
 How is this going?
 When I lowered my head, I saw that the baby girl had stopped crying, and the baby boy was still sleeping soundly, even leaking tears.
 Halazi? Old Man Jiang was stunned. In such a cold weather, he was almost frozen, and his tears turned into ice picks. How did this child drool without freezing?
 "Is it so warm in my arms? No...it's this child who is warm!"
 Old Man Jiang hadn't experienced such a warm embrace for a long time, and the baby boy was feeling hot all over! It was this warmth that allowed him to survive again as an old man.
 "Is this a disease?"
 In his opinion, it was so cold that he would freeze to death.
 But what can he do?
 Old Man Jiang tried his best to move his body, using the warmth in his chest to gradually move his stiff body.
 Just when he was about to get up with great difficulty, a cry came from the distance: "Look, there is a living person!"
 Hearing this voice, Old Man Jiang was overjoyed. Could it be that these two children could survive?
 No wonder he thought so, because in this calamity year, refugees like him couldn't shout such a powerful voice, and they wouldn't even pay attention to whether someone was lying there in the distance.
 "Is it an official job? The imperial court is providing relief? That's great..."
 Old Man Jiang showed a knowing smile, slowly sat up, and looked back.
 However, this glance frightened him.
 It’s not that the people who came here were disgusting in appearance, on the contrary, they were all disaster victims and refugees like him.
 "It turned out to be a wizened old man." A group of three people came, and they were very disappointed after seeing clearly.
 The three of them are not strong, and they even have a somewhat honest appearance, but what they say is very ruthless: "This old man is old and dry, and he doesn't have much meat. It's better to eat him than to pick up frozen meat on the roadside. It will melt slowly, and it will be better." Dissolve."
 After hearing this, Old Man Jiang knew that these three people would not eat him.
 "Huh? There is a child here..."
 Hearing this, Old Man Jiang tightened his arms, as if huddled there to keep himself warm.
 "Oh, it's already frozen into lumps of ice." It turned out that what this group of people saw was the body of his grandson who was pushed out of Old Man Jiang's arms.
 "Let's go." The leader waved, and the three of them turned and left.
 From beginning to end, he didn't say a word to the old man, as if he was just picking out meat and buying vegetables.
 I'm afraid they didn't expect that when there was a frozen child lying next to the old man, there would be two soft babies in his arms.
 "Huh..." Old Man Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.
 But before he could be happy, the baby girl in his arms started crying again. Such a baby would easily wake up after just a few movements.
 "Ah?" Hearing the voice, the three refugees turned back together, looking overjoyed.
 Old Jiang struggled to get up, turned around and ran, but fell down after only a few steps.
 My legs and feet were numb, and the road was too slippery as the glacial lake was no deeper than the snow.
 "Old man, it turns out you are hiding something..."
 "Ouch, there are two!"
 They caught up and opened the old man's hand, revealing two babies, a boy and a girl. They were absolutely ecstatic.
 These two little babies look so tender, white and smooth. They are completely different from the children brought by other refugees. You can tell at a glance.
 "stop!"
 "Beast! Stop!"
 Old Man Jiang was furious, but how could he, a wizened old man who was about to die, stand up to three young, well-fed men?
 He was easily pushed to the ground and a pair of babies were taken away.
 The baby girl cried loudly, her body trembling, and she was held upside down by her ankles. The baby boy still didn't cry, his head was clamped by big hands!
 Judging from the strength of his hands, he didn't care about strangling the child to death.
 Old Man Jiang's eyes were scarlet and his canthus was about to burst, and he blurted out: "Let go of my grandson, that's my grandson, you can't eat him!"
 However, the three young men ignored them and left quickly, carrying the two babies like two pieces of meat.
 Old Man Jiang got up again, limping behind with stiff hands and feet.
 They didn't care, as if it wasn't the first time they acted like this, they didn't take this kind of half-dead 'mummy' seriously at all.
 The three of them walked about a mile and came to a ruins, which was probably a small village that was crushed by heavy snow.
 Among the ruins, there was a bonfire with an iron pot boiling water.
 "Huh? Cook, did you really light up the fire?"
 "The wind has stopped and the snow has stopped. If I can't catch fire anymore, don't live anymore."
 It turned out that there were four people in total, three of them went out to look for food, and one person stayed behind to make a fire.
 "Why are they so small?" The cook looked back at the two pink and tender babies and couldn't help but lose consciousness.
 Especially the crying baby girl, who was crying so hard that he couldn't speak.
 "This baby girl is making so much noise, get off the pot first!" One person casually threw the baby girl off the pot.
 The cook instinctively shouted: "Wait a minute!"
 The three of them were stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"
 The cook took the baby girl, held her in his arms, and said, "The water hasn't boiled yet."
 "What's the big deal?" The three of them felt confused and ate all the raw food from the previous meals!
 The cook said forcefully: "I raise the fire, and I have the final say on how to cook it!"
 Everyone didn't care, they just said that the cook was addicted to cooking.
 After a while, the water rolled away.
 However, the cook touched the baby girl's frozen face and seemed not to notice. The three of them looked at each other and decided to put the baby boy in the pot first.
 "The baby boy is warm and doesn't cry. Is he sick?"
 "Which of the meat we eat is free from disease? What are we afraid of!"
 "Too!"
 As he was speaking, a hoarse voice came from behind: "Stop, let go of my grandson, I'll feed you!"
 Old Man Jiang finally limped over. Seeing that the two children had not yet finished cooking, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly begged with a smile: "Eat me, eat me!"
 The cook glanced at Old Man Jiang and sighed slightly.
 The refugee holding the baby boy shook his head: "I'd rather dig up a corpse and eat it."
 "You have a fire and a pot, so you don't have to kill my grandson...I'll go find it for you. I know where the baby's body is!" Old Man Jiang begged, leaning closer and holding a knife in his arms. .
 The cook said something: "That's right..."
 Hearing this, Old Man Jiang's hand curled up in his arms hesitated slightly and let go of the hatchet.
 However, just as he hesitated, he heard a splash and the baby boy was thrown into the pot.
 The baby boy, who was sleeping soundly, struggled suddenly, twisted and twitched in the boiling water, and then stopped moving.
 Just this scene made Mr. Jiang's mind buzz and go blank.
 The homeless man laughed dryly and said, "This baby hasn't even been weaned yet. He won't be able to support him at this age. Why don't I give him a happy life?"
 When the other two brothers heard this, they felt that what he said made sense. How could they feed two children who seemed to be just a few days old and had not even had a mouthful of milk?
 Instead of dying of hunger and cold, it would be better to give them a good meal.
 "Old man, is this your grandson? His meat saved our lives, so I'll share it with you..."
 The refugee was still talking when he saw a flash of sword light.
 Poof!
 His head rolled to the ground, blood staining the snow red.
 "ah!"
 "He has a knife!"
 The remaining three were frightened and backed away!
 The cook's eyes widened. He didn't expect this withered and half-dead old man to be so ferocious!
 That stabbing blow just now was too fast. Before they could react, the person was already dead.
 They never looked down upon the old man, nor did they think he had a hatchet hidden. Just such a broken hatchet can cut off a person's head in an instant. This means that the strength, speed and even angle have reached a certain level. Is this old man an executioner?
 There was no hesitation in taking out the sword, and he even had a killing intent. He was a veteran! The kind that killed people on the battlefield!
 Yes, the troubled times have only ended not long ago. It would be strange if civilians of this age have not served as soldiers.
 "Grandson..." Old Man Jiang took a few steps to the pot, whimpered, and reached out to fish it out.
 As his right hand trembled, the knife fell to the ground. It turns out that the knife strike just now was already the limit, it was an explosion of rage. He was getting old after all.
 Coupled with his physical weakness, his right wrist is now sprained and the joints can be seen abnormally protruding, making it impossible to hold the knife like this.
 "His hand is broken, stop him quickly!"
 "I found the knife!"
 The cook didn't move, but the other two people chose to pounce on the dangerous old man, holding him down and trying to kill him.
 The old man's left hand was scalded by boiling water and he could not lift his right hand. He was pushed to the ground by two big men and cried loudly.
 He already regarded the baby he picked up as his grandson, but once again, he lost a relative.
 "Oh God...Oh God!" Old Man Jiang didn't know why he was still alive, and his roar was filled with endless demands.
 "Bo!"
 Suddenly, a pair of pink fleshy hands stretched out from the pot and grabbed the edge.
 The next moment, the fleshy head popped up, steam rising, and boiling water dripping...
 A pair of big round eyes, looking everywhere.
 The four people's eyes suddenly focused on him, and their eyes were extremely shocked.
 "Monster...monster!"
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 p.s: Sorry. Thanks to the leaders of ‘Pu Weiyi’ and Luo Yan, two more chapters have been added. If you only think that the protagonist's explosion is the rhythm, then it can only be said that the rhythm in the early stage is very slow, and I am seeking death.
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 Whether it is environmental stimulation, material erosion, energy damage, or conceptual rules. Once it threatens life, it will quickly become immune. Once it harms the body, it will quickly evolve. This is absolute adaptation. 
 In this chaotic world like purgatory, monsters want to eat Him and immortals want to make elixirs. He is the best treasure of heaven and earth and the most perfect cauldron in the world. 
 However, Taoism, magic weapons, talismans, magic weapons, real fire, thunder tribulation, death light, killing array...all the things that cannot kill Him will make Him stronger. 
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 Lin Qianshuang read a Cultivation Harem novel by mistake, reached a certain point, was rendered speechless and forced to vomit blood.
 The male protagonist was a scumbag named Liang Jingxuan who was a bastard even before transmigrating. After transmigrating, the wretched male protagonist counterattacked the tall, rich and handsome villains. His golden finger allowed him to pick up countless girls, treating them as vulgar stand-ins saying, “She is like my white moonlight.” He collected various big beauties in the end.
 The girls in the novel all have beautiful appearances, but when they encounter the scumbag, their IQ drops and they end up relying on the male protagonist like little birds, appearing cute and helpless.
 ▼The Immortal Gate’s Sweet and Cute Little Sister – How could you be so blind! The scumbag is your father’s enemy, ah.
 ▼The Enchanting and Beautiful Saint of the Magic Palace – Wake up ah, wake up! The scumbag treats you as a stand-in for his white moonlight!
 ▼The Cold, Arrogant, and Unparalleled Lord of Tianshu City – Leaving such a large city behind, are you going to be the canary of the scumbag?
 ▼The Hot and Sexy Nine-tailed Demon Emperor – Did you take the wrong medicine? It was the scumbag who dug out your wet nurse’s internal alchemy, how could you save that scum! You even kissed him!!! Kissed!!!
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 (Your comments have been received. The Lord God has heard your demands.)
 (Congratulations to the host for joining the “Harem Rescue Project”, you can successfully leave the world after completing the above rescue missions for each character.)
 Lin Qianshuang: ? Oh my god, can someone please tell her why has she become the person with the highest value of hatred among all his partners, the scumbag’s white moonlight!
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 The challenges a female cultivator had to overcome on her life journey were countless. 
 She mustn’t be lacking in talent, cultivation techniques, medicinal pills, and magic weapons. Otherwise, her cultivation would progress too slowly. 
 She also mustn’t have too many emotions, weaknesses, kindness, and greed. If she had too much of them, she would soon be saying hello with death. 
 Moreover, she must look neither too pretty nor too ugly. Although she mustn’t be stupid, she also couldn’t be too intelligent. 
 Being a female cultivator, Mo Tiange naturally had to face those challenges. Nevertheless, being orphaned from a young age had toughened her tenacity and resilience. Neither having what were deemed as waste spiritual roots nor limited resources could deter her spirit. Staying as inconspicuous as possible but never let an opportunity go was her daily life. Follow Mo Tiange as she embarked on a journey to survive and achieve immortality in the harsh and merciless cultivation world…
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 The little Taoist priest Qingyang was adopted by the strange man Songhe Laodao from a young age, and he followed his master around the world. Later, the master and his apprentice were forced by the immortal master to go into secret places to search for treasures. They accidentally inspired the master's treasure, the Drunk Immortal Gourd, and the master risked his life to steal it for his apprentice. Taking the Pulse Opening Pill and the Secret of Immortality, Qingyang embarked on the path of cultivating immortality! 
 Mortals publish novels, I hope everyone will support them!
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 “Ding! Sign-in success! Get a immortal flying sword: Ink Shadow Sword! 
 “Ding! Signed in successfully! Obtained nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine immortal mountain peaks !” 
 “Ding! Signed-in successfully! Obtained ownership of cultivation blessed land: Kunlun Mountain!” 
 Yan Chu became a waste wood sect master in the cultivation world, but relying on the [sign-in system for the strongest sect master], gets the treasures of heaven and earth and the immortal items and artifacts to get strong! 
 The seven holy places begged Yan Chu to give up two blessed places, monster race, and the demon king are all vying to give their children to Yan Chu as students, even the female immortals in the heavens can’t help but take a look at this human world strongest sect master! 
 Looking at the soaring disciples one after another, Yan Chu couldn’t help being angry: Why am I still in the Qi Gathering Realm!
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 He was The Greatest Talent in the Nine Hells Realm.
 Shen Zhenyi began to practice his sword when he was four years and two months old.
 At the age of seven, he studied the Ten Thousand Sword Sutra. By the age of eleven, he fought against the Yudao in Shangqing Palace. In an instant, he unleashed one hundred and eighty-five sword strikes, making it impossible for anyone to retaliate. The Yudao admitted defeat and deemed him as “The Peerless Genius.”
 At the age of 14, Shen Zhenyi, with his Six Forms of the Ancient Sword, surpassed the swordsman Zuo Tianxing who was ranked among the top ten masters in the world, and won the title of “The First Swordsman of the Abyss.”
 He now lies crippled. A fraction of the state he was in before. Or so they thought.
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 One day, a Dragon rises for nine days and travels across the world. 
 The dragon is me, and I am the dragon — Zhuang Ming.
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 A young boy named Tang Jie was searching for a path into immortalhood when he happened to save an immortal in need, resulting in the latter owing him a karmic debt.
 What? You want to repay me with mere Spiritual Enhancement Pills? Is that how cheap you view your life to be?
 As a result, Xu Muyang ended up having to drag the brat with him.
 You’ll never shake me off now, thought Tang Jie.
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 When the false becomes true, the true is also false, and there is something inaction and nothingness. 
 A false earth god: I want to reincarnate! 
 A real earth god: After I kill you, I will create a great Feng Shui formation for you and make a beautiful grave bag for you. 
 A false earth god: a man of great virtue. 
 A real God of the Earth: This thing is good, bring it to you. The treasures of nature, materials and earth will be inhabited by the virtuous. 
 False Earth God: Honest and honest. 
 The real God of Earth: Everything on the earth is my eyes and ears, I will just watch you pretend! I, who should cooperate with your performance, turned a blind eye! 
 Does the earth god have to be on earth? It’s not too much for me to take on another life and be a heavenly official, right?
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 Endless chaos, the ups and downs of the world. 
 In the Ziyin world, demons are raging and the people are in ruins. 
 There are also immortal clans and sects standing in large numbers to protect the human race from multiplying and thriving. 
 Chen Nianzhi was reincarnated with a volume of Taoist scriptures and became a disciple of the Chen family's immortal clan. From then on, he embarked on the arduous practice and the road to everlasting life. 
 PS: The high-end order for a million-word old book is nearly 10,000. The quality is guaranteed, so you can rest assured to buy the book.
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 Ning Yuan traveled through time and faced beheading at the beginning. 
 Fortunately, after awakening to the map of the heavens, you will get a new talent every time you enter a world. 
 ﻿ Tianlong: Is this how you understand the meaning of a thousand miles in one day? 
 Shendiao: What does it mean to have many children and many blessings? 
 Xiaoao and Yitian, a new talent every time! 
 I, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, send Da Zhou to his death!
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 Lu Mingshu had never believed in fate.
 She hadn’t believed in it when her father had remarried and caused her family to break into pieces, nor had she believed in it when she’d been thrown into a valley to perish.
 She hadn’t believed in it when she didn’t have any resources to cultivate with, nor had she believed in it when she’d been condemned by everyone.
 She climbed up little by little from dust, while her reign soared into the sky, which caused the world to look on in fear!
 If justice doesn’t come, I’ll personally obtain it.
 If fate disregards me, I‘ll open up a way to survive.
 No matter what fate throws at me, I will surely become a phoenix!
 “What a ruthless woman. I’m willing to risk my life and limbs for you, willing to be calculative for you – I’m even willing to be an enemy of the entire world for you. Aren’t you moved even a little?”
 “That’s right, since I‘m such a ruthless woman, what exactly is it that you like about me?”
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 Crossing to the prosperous age of cultivation, he should have cultivated immortals and seek longevity; he did not want to be forced to play industry.
 Well, it is said that the end of science is theology. I wonder if you can touch the end of science in this world?
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