Revenge and abuse of scum | Luck plunder | Black funeral technology | Decisive killing | Underworld workplace flow
Chen Mo spent ten years as a dog in the Xian family, but in exchange for it, his senior brother pierced his heart with a sword
Just because Ye Chen, the son of destiny, was refining a magic weapon, he suffered cramps and broken bones, and was thrown into the Demon Pit for blood sacrifice.
On the verge of death, the underworld funeral system was forcibly bound——
"Ding! Detecting high-quality customers: Ye Chen, the son of the plane! Gift package for newbies: three consecutive photos of the deceased!"
The moment the flash came on, 10% of Ye Chen's luck was robbed on the spot!
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When Chen Mo climbed out of the corpse purgatory, he held the soul-inducing flag in his left hand and held the urn in his right hand:
"Fellow Daoist Ye, Package A: Crushing bones and raising ashes, Package S: Failing a filial son to death, which one do you choose?"
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On the day the Immortal Sect erected a tomb for him, he pressed the head of the sect leader into the grave:
"You are crying at the wrong grave. This is your chief VIP grave."
