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How many worlds are there, how many Muyun Streams are there, how many tragedies are there, drawing the sword again and again, sheathing the sword again and again, despairing again and again, young man! Hope this is the last time. The whole book will impact your world view at all times. Everyone is welcome to pay attention to my new book. You are all my most beautiful stars!

Meng Liangliang was certain and certain: she is a good person. But, but! She was struck by lightning! The chop was extremely precise, and the chop was accurate to the last detail. Meng Liangliang thought she was going to get cold, but she didn't. She is alive, conscious and stable. Except for her hair style being a little fried, her skin being a little burnt, and a stream of smoke coming out when she opened her mouth, everything was normal about her. There was an old man in front of her who called himself Lao Wang next door and told her: She has become a god. Since she was conferred as a god by outside interference, she still needs to practice diligently. She is the God of the Underworld, so her method of cultivation is to use her five bodies to absorb the energy of the earth and the underworld, and she needs to be able to absorb it evenly. Translated from human words, that is: rolling on the ground. Meng Liangliang nodded and dialed the phone calmly: "Hello, is this a mental hospital?"