Lin Feng traveled to the world of high martial arts. He had no talent in martial arts and had been picking up rags for more than ten years.
Until one day, he heard the sound of the fifty to sixty trillion cells in his body.
Red blood cells: "If the master doesn't work hard, the cells will have to live up to their expectations!"
White Blood Cell: "Seize every minute and every second, and strive to live as long as the world and the earth!"
Platelet: "Refuse to be useless, refuse useless dopamine, and we will lead the master on the road to immortality!"
Sixty trillion cells: "Become an immortal! Become an immortal! I will become an immortal!!"
Not to mention that the cells have become sperm, but they still want to become immortals?
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A few years later, someone asked how the peerless martial artist rose from the rags to the top.
Lin Feng answered modestly: I blame my cells for working too hard. Even if they are destroyed, I will still be invincible.
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I'm so touched [crying] [crying] The author will update it soon [crying] [crying] [crying]
Hurry up and write. It's good. It's great. It's great. It's written to the point of death.
Even the donkeys in the production team dare not rest like you.
Rice cooker fly fly
This book is wonderful, but it hasn't been updated for too long, so it can only be rated 4 stars.