Is There Any Divine Book?

55 教 The Professor Doesn't Want to Love, but He Wants to Give Birth to Two Children Deep RedUrban1.4M Wordsongoing 19.1kReads9.5Score1.4kShelves

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[Single heroine]+[Professor]+[Daily Love]+[Maximum Level Boss]+[Never work hard] "Mama, why does my dad play games all day long, and spend the whole day either fishing or walking the cat, or drinking tea and hanging out, and our family still has so much money?" "Because your dad is an evil capitalist who doesn't engage in production and squeezes and exploits. In the past, you had to throw rotten eggs at him or watch him under the street lamp after school. We should be happy for him that he is still alive and kicking. "" Then Mom, you have been so fierce all day long, why did Dad like you in the first place? " "Brother, you should ask another question, sister only taught you once. For example, Dad is so lazy, how can Mom like him? " "Because he is greedy for Mom's beauty, and he happens to have some money, so we are together." "Professor Lu, I was penniless at that time. Admit it, it was you who coveted my beauty and insisted on supporting me!"

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He heard someone speaking in the sound of the bell: "The majestic Qianxiang restrains the Nine Netherworlds, and Kunde's thick load locks Xuanming." "The thunder and lightning drive away evil spirits, and the Xun wind roars to drive away evil spirits." "The vast Kanshui washes away the dirty water, and the Lihuo burns and transforms the evil forms." "Genyue firmly seals away ghosts and monsters, and the Dui Ze ripples clean the deep water." "The fate of all living beings is like a book, and there is a definite course for the ups and downs of the sea of evil." "I only hope that the seeds of good deeds in this world will be able to clear away the impurities and go to the Yao capital." "With my thoughts, I call you and other spirits, and the law and order are edicts, and the evil spirits are at peace!" "Impree!" A cold dark light emerged from the depths of the Styx, shrouding Ling Yi in it. At that moment, he saw a gray world, with countless dead soldiers of the Styx standing there, chilling to the bone. They stepped on the rotting swamp, with the flames above their heads, and their eyes were boundless, overlooking the wilderness. Behind him, the mist of the Styx seemed to be alive, surging crazily and filling the air. There were countless innocent souls screaming, shrieking, and colliding with each other. They tore and merged with each other, sketching out horrifying scenes full of blood, brutality, and suffering, like a sinful epic written in blood. 17