I'm a Locksmith God, I Can Open My Eyes by Genetically Locking Them

I'm a Locksmith God, I Can Open My Eyes by Genetically Locking Them

by Yahuo

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13Kwords6chapters
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Ch. 6After Unlocking the Door, He Was Beaten Upside Down
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About This Novel

: What kind of Tianmen lock? Have you ever opened a genetic lock? Just pretend! : It's nothing to hide behind a woman, when you have the guts to challenge her. : What kind of justice can you, a dark assassin, do? : What qualifications do you have to decide our life or death? Why, aren't you just lucky enough to be in the world's drastic changes, and you are a little more changeable and stronger than us! : Stop! Are you here to save this world, or are you here to destroy it? There are eight destiny locks: heaven, earth, wind, thunder, mountains, rivers, water and fire. So what if I escape into darkness? Those who slander me have asked me about the dagger of justice in my hand? This world can be saved or destroyed. [Global drastic changes, plane invasions, no one knows that they originated from an unknown locksmith. Some people reveled and fell into the abyss of darkness, while others firmly chose to live towards the light, and he was always wandering between good and evil...]

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