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Reverse Order of Xiantu Tiandao Recycling Bin
Fantasy Romance逆序仙途天道回收站
Three Seven Thirty Nine One Wood
The Lord of the Sea of Stars took a nap, and when he opened his eyes, he became a loser, Lan Aron, whose spiritual roots were broken like a crushed melon seed shell. Fortunately, it is bound to the reverse order system. Broken swords, waste elixirs, and rotten grass thrown away by others can be turned into treasures with him - rusty iron swords are refined into star steel, and moldy medicinal residues are boiled into marrow-cleansing soup. The inner genius laughs at him for picking up garbage every day? He held the blunt sword he picked up from the scrap heap with a naive smile on his face: "I'm just playing around." He turned around and used the sword to drive the genius three feet away. The elder scolded him for being wishful thinking? He held half of the useless elixir furnace that had been struck by lightning, nodded and bowed: "You're right." He turned around and made a "junk elixir" that exploded through the barrier. The entire sect thought that this good-for-nothing was hopeless, but Lan Ah Rong himself knew that pretending to be a coward and picking up trash was much more fun than waving his hands to move the sea of stars. After all, watching these guys' jaws drop is ten times more fun than counting stars.
The Lord of the Sea of Stars took a nap, and when he opened his eyes, he became a loser, Lan Aron, whose spiritual roots were broken like a crushed melon seed shell. Fortunately, it is bound to the reverse order system. Broken swords, waste elixirs, and rotten grass thrown away by others can be turned into treasures with him - rusty iron swords are refined into star steel, and moldy medicinal residues are boiled into marrow-cleansing soup. The inner genius laughs at him for picking up garbage every day? He held the blunt sword he picked up from the scrap heap with a naive smile on his face: "I'm just playing around." He turned around and used the sword to drive the genius three feet away. The elder scolded him for being wishful thinking? He held half of the useless elixir furnace that had been struck by lightning, nodded and bowed: "You're right." He turned around and made a "junk elixir" that exploded through the barrier. The entire sect thought that this good-for-nothing was hopeless, but Lan Ah Rong himself knew that pretending to be a coward and picking up trash was much more fun than waving his hands to move the sea of stars. After all, watching these guys' jaws drop is ten times more fun than counting stars.