"If there is an afterlife, I will not cultivate gods, I will cultivate demons."
Lin Wu was reborn with the memories of his previous life and his full-level soul. Is it hell mode at the beginning? Having his bones dug out by his cousin? Being broken off by your fiancé? Being exiled by the family as trash? Lin Wu slapped him with his backhand: I held the script backwards, now I am the hunter and you are the prey!
She is an F-level loser, and she is also a Shura who holds a rusty long knife and cuts through the clan-protecting formation with one strike; she is a country girl, and she is also a mysterious financial owner who makes the black market bow its head and makes the royal family tremble.
When she returned to the imperial capital and everyone was watching her - her scumbag fiancé begged for reconciliation: "Wu'er, I was wrong!" The vicious cousin cried bitterly: "Sister, please let me go!" Lin Wu sneered and was about to draw his sword, but was stopped by a pair of slender hands.
Lu Yan, the inspector who made the whole empire frightened, knelt down on one knee in front of everyone and handed over all his wealth: "Killing this kind of trash will dirty your hands, let me do it." "Also, is this two billion gift, enough to marry you home?"
