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Yang Anle was taken to practice because he had spiritual power. After finally completing his practice on the iceberg, he was sniped by a black shadow on the way down the mountain. The good guy was directly burned to ashes by the magic cannon. After being reincarnated hundreds of years later, he vowed to take revenge. Emmmm, harm, forget it, what's the point of revenge? Go and get beaten? Wouldn't it be better to be a good salted fish? Living a good and comfortable life is the way to go.

The author has nothing to do and writes for fun. Don't scream. The person who screams has body odor. "What? Let's stay up all night and die suddenly?" Yang Xinghe said angrily. "Don't worry, young people, I summoned you." The mysterious little old man said. "Damn it, we just finished the promotion match and I haven't shown off yet!" "Damn it, it's so noisy, put it on quickly." The old man took it away for them. "Dog thief!" "Oh! Twin martial arts, yes, yes." "Sharingan! Yes, yes." "I rely on the system, yes, yes." Kowtowed to the uncle.