
Xian Ming
About This Novel
This is a world filled with colors, fairy air flowing like fireflies, and strong people like a forest. He was once the top killer, but he passed through time in the body of a recognized loser. As soon as he woke up, he found that he was facing the death of being burned by the villagers as a sacrifice to the gods. In panic, he couldn't break free. It was the innocent and loyal girl in his memory who exchanged her life and dignity for the rest of his life. At that moment, he held the girl's body and told her: "I'm sorry, I'm fifteen years late." That's fine, I'll keep your share, his share, and my share alive, so that no one in this mountain or this world can stop me, okay? ] From then on, the man who had always been regarded as a waste by the villagers began to use his witty words and transcendent wisdom to leave legends one after another in this intriguing world of cultivation.
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