The White Wolf I Picked up Is the Imperial Marshal

Qiao Mu traveled through time and became a poor little man with low mental power living on the desert star. The desolate star is in a state of desolation, and there is a serious shortage of supplies. Even the star thieves are not interested in it. Qiao Mu, who was accustomed to eating all kinds of delicacies, was tortured by all kinds of strange and unpalatable nutrient solutions. Awakened by greed again, Qiao Mu made up his mind to grow his own vegetables! Before the seeds were sown, Qiao Mu encountered Pengci first. The white wolf followed him with difficulty, dragging his scarred body. Qiao Mu relented and took the white wolf home. The family, which was not already wealthy, was even worse. Qiao Mu had to go online to "perform and live broadcast while farming." - Interstellar people discovered that a certain live broadcast platform had another anchor who used farming as a gimmick, and they immediately swarmed over and ridiculed him. But after scolding them, they discovered that the anchor's vegetables had actually sprouted! The animal raised by the anchor actually laid eggs! Starman: This is impossible! It must be fake! The first batch of vegetables was harvested successfully, and Qiao Mu was connected. Vegetables that had been selling poorly overnight suddenly exploded in popularity. Starman: This dish can actually cure mental disorders! Starman: I'll pay twice, no, five times! Purchase at ten times the price! Qiao Mu: "? " What the hell, isn't he just growing ordinary vegetables? - In the interstellar age, human beings suffer from mental disorders. The stronger the mental power, the more serious the disorder. Xu Yihang was plotted and his mental body disappeared. He even had mental problems and dreamed of a strange man from time to time. When it gets worse, he even fantasizes about someone touching him. His body seems to be addicted and he wants more uncontrollably. Xu Yihang felt that he was really crazy. Just when everyone thought his spiritual body would never be recovered, Xu Yihang accidentally clicked into a live broadcast room. The white wolf busy in the live broadcast room and being petted by others looked like his lost spiritual body. The anchor looked exactly like the man he imagined. Xu Yihang: "..." It turns out he is not sick. Preview of "The Tyrant's House Elf" Yi'an is an elf who will be born after being nurtured for hundreds of years by the Tree of Life. However, when he was born, all the brothers and sisters who promised to play with him disappeared, and a group of people who looked different from him attacked him with torches. Yi'an was so frightened that he flew around and hurriedly transformed into a slap in the face and got into the fruit cart and was transported to the palace. Yi'an was so scared that he carefully hid himself, only sneaking out to eat some fruit in the dead of night. But without being discovered several times, Yi'an gradually grew bolder and changed his ways to have fun every day. - Li Yunjian found a monster coming next to him. He doesn't deceive people's hearts, he doesn't steal people's lives, he only steals tributes. Before he could make a move, the spirit secretly drank strong alcohol and appeared on his own. "Who sent you? " Ghost: "Gurgling, chirping, grunting. " Li Yunjian: "..." Illiterate? - Yi'an discovered that the people here were so stupid that they couldn't even speak. Only their king is smarter, but he is still stupid and annoying! The elves are required to learn Gugu language all day long. If they don't learn, they won't be given food! Yi'an was so angry that he ate all the flowers in the imperial garden. One day, Yi'an accidentally spilled the ink. Li Yunjian glanced at him: "Stupid. " Yi'an immediately retorted: "You are stupid! You are the stupidest! " In the palace, the ministers were trembling with cold sweat. They didn't dare to take another look. After much hindsight, they realized that the eyes of their decisive and decisive Majesty were gentler than ever before. Purpose: Pursue authenticity and find yourself