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When I was tortured to the point of losing my soul, my tribe members used soul-protecting stones to forcefully gather my soul together. I was overjoyed, thinking that the people of my clan were soft and regretful, so they turned around and threw my soul into the Hundred Ghost Realm to be punished. Just because at the God-Building Meeting, I was highly expected to invite the God of Killing. The God of Killing brought divine punishment to the people of the clan, and the clan was massacred by heavenly fire. However, the adoptive sister with mediocre talent invited the ancient god emperor to come to the world to save the tribe from death and promised that the tribe would ascend as a whole. I was trapped in the realm of hundreds of ghosts, roaring and screaming, my soul shedding blood and tears, feeling the pain of being gnawed by hundreds of ghosts, and finally dissipated into a wisp of smoke in the realm of hundred ghosts. But I never understood until my death. It was obviously a spiritual seed that I had nourished with my essence and blood, and I had obviously sensed the summons of the ancient God Emperor, so why did I receive the Killing God? Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes again, I was back in front of the Zhushen Meeting.

After Mrs. Fu's death, her adopted daughter Qiao Miqing became the target of attack. [Bereaved dog] [Climbing high branches] Various words nailed her to the pillar of shame. Someone else appeared around the sweethearts who used to be affectionate to each other, and Qiao Miqing decided to fake death and leave. Qiao Miqing was reborn as a new vocalist and gained countless fans. The talented young master of the Pei family knelt down on one knee holding a diamond ring and holding the world's most precious treasure in front of her. At this time, the bamboo horse finally found its whereabouts and chased him in front of him. Qiao Miqing sneered as he burst into tears. "Mr. Fu should really look at himself in the mirror. No, he should be a bankrupt dog!"

On the expressway home for the Chinese New Year, my wife suddenly turned pale and was in unbearable pain in her third trimester of pregnancy. I was so anxious that my palms were sweating. I quickly checked the map for the nearest hospital and asked the driver politely. "Master, please drive faster, my wife seems to be in labor." But the driver not only did not speed up, but also dropped the speed from 90 to 60, and he lit a cigarette slowly. He blew smoke rings in my face and looked at me sideways. "It's so urgent, so isn't there a special price during this special period?" "How fast and how far you drive depends on how deep your love for your wife is."