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Ji Wuyou: System, didn't you say that I am the only time traveler in this world? System: This is natural. Could this system still deceive the host? If there is another time traveler, this system will be the first to destroy it! Ji Wuyou: So, here comes the question, why does the Empress have the canal design that I have planned for ten years? Also, how come the Tianzhou Qiankun Furnace, which I have secretly developed for six years, is in her hands? Why did the sweet potatoes, corn, and potatoes that I brought back from the Western Region countries suddenly start to be planted on a large scale when they were still in the cultivation stage?

A hard-core player who has been playing the game of cultivating immortals for more than ten years is about to quit the game. Based on the idea that selling accounts is worse than giving them away, he has accepted a cute newbie as his apprentice. He thought she was a middle-aged girl with a lot of fun, but she actually plays the role in her true colors? Also, isn't this time travel too casual? !

In the dark night sky, the moonlight penetrated the dark clouds and shone on the earth. A tall demon stood on a hill with the head of a dead human corpse in his hand. Countless corpses dripping with blood were piled around him. The demon looked at the crowd under the hill. His eyes, which were covered by black cloth but revealed endless murderous intent, seemed to be pointing directly into people's hearts. The people holding weapons and armors under the hill collectively took a step back as if frightened by the demon's murderous eyes. Their fighting spirit had long been shattered, their honor had been torn apart, and now, escape was the only problem they could think about. The demon carried the corpse with a sneer and jumped from the hill in front of the crowd. The demon's wings behind him spread out as if covering all the sky above the crowd. "You are asking for death... Kill your brother-in-law!!!" The demon was stunned midway through the line and threw the corpse in his hand at a man wearing metal glasses. "Mr. Bu, your uncle Mr. Dan's schedule is up recently, so I would like to ask you to make a guest appearance. How about adding chicken drumsticks to the lunch box tonight?" The man with metal glasses awkwardly avoided the corpse and flattered the demon with an awkward smile on his face, who had already taken out his two swords. . .