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It snows in June and freezes in the summer! As the eldest son of the Northern Liang Palace, Chen Muhan's meridians were severely damaged and he was judged not to live long enough to reach the crown. He was ruthlessly kicked out as an abandoned son of the family! Everyone laughed at him as a short-lived loser who had to wear a thick cotton robe in summer, even worse than a dog. Until the day of Tianjiwu Mansion's assessment- Facing the taunts of thousands of people, the ambush of a powerful enemy, and the full palm of his teacher, Chen Muhan gathered up his cotton robe and coughed out a breath of white air. In an instant, the cold air exploded in a radius of hundreds of feet, the long street was covered with frost, and everyone who laughed at him was instantly frozen into stiff ice sculptures! The entire audience was horrified and trembling wildly: "You call this a piece of trash with all its meridians broken?!" No blood? Then use the extremely cold air to replace Zhou Tian! A broken meridian? Then use human bones as needles to reshape the Taiyin Ice Veins! "Since this is a dead end road, then I will find a way to reach the sky!" "The day I take off this cotton robe, the world will freeze!" King of Northern Liang, back then you regarded me as an abandoned son and ignored me. In the future, I will make you kneel on the thousands of miles of ice fields and repent for the rest of your life!

On the day when the bloody countdown flashed on his retinas, Lin Mo dragged his broken leg out of the pile of corpses. Every time the reincarnation system restarts Doomsday, he loses part of his body forever - this time it's his left eye, next time it may be his heart. When the predator's gun was pressed against Su Wan's temple, he realized that this frosty medical team leader had known him seventeen reincarnations ago. When the steel walls of the Lawmen collapsed for the third time and the Cyborg army crawled out of the ground, Lin Mo touched the truth with his gradually disappearing senses: every reincarnation restart was a killing script carefully choreographed by the mastermind behind the scenes.

A king's dish can be dumped by his girlfriend. It's unbearable for uncle, but not for the system. Turn around and become a king, and kill the little black dog that pried the heel off the wall; Later in the international competition, I led the team to the finals. The commentator roared at the top of his lungs: 'Shen Bai Luna! This wave of detours is simply textbook level! Crystal explosion! We won! At the award ceremony, the host asked me: 'I heard that your girlfriend once criticized you for your poor skills? I took the trophy and glanced at Lin Wei, whose face was pale in the first row of the auditorium: 'She made me understand-- Proficiency in the game is never meant to please anyone. It is the sword, the wind, the wisdom, and the light. It's me who gave me the confidence to stand here. '"