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破落湖边有剑仙
Persimmon Sweet
Ning Qing traveled through time and became the young head of a declining family. The down-and-out dandy barely managed to escape by relying on calculations, taking advantage of the situation, maneuvering, and risking his life. Exiled in a foreign country, trying to survive Fortunately, he possesses the rare treasure "Lingdeer Zhizhi", which can instantly refine the essence of plants and trees and feed back his own practice. There is also a strange space hidden in it, where spiritual fields can be cultivated and spiritual machines can be warmed and nourished. The young man's struggle to survive wore away his spirit. It wasn't until he held the sword that he realized there was real joy in the world. That year, a broken house came to the bank of Broken Lake. From now on, there will be so much happiness in the world and few gods in the sky. ... There are thousands of common people and thousands of heroes in the world. From my perspective, they are all nothing more than a drop in Taicang. Only by continuing to fight can we avoid being buried in the sand. Who looks back to the ordinary?
Ning Qing traveled through time and became the young head of a declining family. The down-and-out dandy barely managed to escape by relying on calculations, taking advantage of the situation, maneuvering, and risking his life. Exiled in a foreign country, trying to survive Fortunately, he possesses the rare treasure "Lingdeer Zhizhi", which can instantly refine the essence of plants and trees and feed back his own practice. There is also a strange space hidden in it, where spiritual fields can be cultivated and spiritual machines can be warmed and nourished. The young man's struggle to survive wore away his spirit. It wasn't until he held the sword that he realized there was real joy in the world. That year, a broken house came to the bank of Broken Lake. From now on, there will be so much happiness in the world and few gods in the sky. ... There are thousands of common people and thousands of heroes in the world. From my perspective, they are all nothing more than a drop in Taicang. Only by continuing to fight can we avoid being buried in the sand. Who looks back to the ordinary?