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Ye Chen traveled through the world of immortality and became a handyman disciple who couldn't even eat enough. But he awakened the [Emotional Harvesting System], and as long as he caused other people to have emotional fluctuations, he could redeem all things. Others relied on spiritual stones to cultivate immortality, while Ye Chen cultivated immortality by setting up a stall and selling spicy hotpot. Senior brother from the outer sect has bad breath? Have a bowl of "mouth-clearing spicy hotpot", and you will exhale on the spot after eating it, and your cultivation level will skyrocket. A demonic witch has gone crazy? Try the "narrow escape pot", which specializes in treating various difficult and complicated diseases. Even if the ancestor of Tianshu Taoist Temple failed to overcome the tribulation, Ye Chen just calmly sprinkled a handful of death peppers: "This is called pain therapy, and it can cure all diseases." The entire world of cultivators cast aside him: "Shameless! Despicable! Despicable!" Until Ye Chen placed the Malatang stall under the thunder of heaven. "Is the Thunder Tribulation too dry?" Ye Chen stirred the bottom of the red oil pan, "Come on, let the Thunder God and Lightning Mother have a taste of this too. If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to pay for it!" [Extremely defensive + nonsensical + behind-the-scenes flow] [Warm reminder: This book is extremely spicy. Please do not drink water while reading to avoid spraying the screen.

Shen Ci, a bookkeeper with a cold poison in his bones and coughing up blood to survive, took on a life-threatening job. For Lu Chen, the "Living King of Hell", he investigated seventeen fatal secrets in the cannibal Tingxue Pavilion. The accounts are fake, the people are ghosts, and even the wind and snow outside the attic are hiding life-threatening knives. Until she used a crabapple thimble to spell out her mother's last password, and in the nine palaces of the window lattice, she glimpsed a secret that could overturn the dynasty. Lu Chen pinched her chin and chuckled in her ear: "Well done, my... Accomplice." Later, she was tied to the execution ground and burned in flames. Then I heard his indifferent voice: "This chess piece is dirty and should be discarded." --But she crawled back from hell. This time, it was her turn to play chess.

"Lin Wenhan colluded with the party and had his entire family executed. Only his young daughter was exiled to northern Xinjiang to serve as a warning to others!" Lin Wenhan, the young minister of Dali Temple, died a violent death, chewing worms in prison to clear his mind. Lin Zhiwei, an orphan girl, was forced to exile to the frontier with her sick and weak brother carrying an ancestral mallet. It's bitterly cold in northern Xinjiang, and the jailers want to take advantage? She smashed her knees with a mallet. Bully wants to collect protection money? She cracked the frozen soil with her mallet. Even Xie Wei, the cold-faced and cold-blooded commander of the Jinyi Guards, was beaten by her with a hammer and became her servant. "Want to survive? Okay, go south and work as a cow or a horse for me." Lin Zhiwei used this as a threat, and led Xie Wei, who had lost his arm and was suffering from poison, from northern Xinjiang to the capital. Along the way, she was really killing it. She beat up bullies, smashed up official offices, and even knocked King Rui, who had humiliated her, into the wall with a hammer at the gate of the capital! "This court is dirty and needs to be cleaned with a mallet."

In the seventh year of the Yongchang period of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the red land was thousands of miles away, and all living beings knelt down to pray for sweet rain. Only the subjugated princess Shen Yan, who was imprisoned in the Ancestral Temple, was wiping her "magic weapon" in a dark corner. The world laughed at her for being crazy, ridiculed her for being crazy, and said that she was a poor person who was driven crazy by the hatred of the country's subjugation. They couldn't see that what flowed on her fingertips was not cinnabar, but the veins of "Qi circulation"; what she was playing with was not peach wood, but a killing mechanism that coincided with the "breathing of heaven and earth". Qin Tianjian said that she was destined to commit Gusha, so she took advantage of Da Nuo's blindfold and used a "sonic boom" to shatter the prison's glazed crown; The Imperial Master scolded her for deceiving the public with her evil words, so she carbonized it on the spot by inducing nine days of "static electricity" on the altar for praying for rain. "Your Majesty, is your dragon chair still safe?" Shen Yan stood atop the flames and scorched earth, with crumbling rituals beneath his feet and man-made thunder above his head. She smiled like a pure madman and an omniscient god: "Don't be in a hurry to kowtow. I won't be ferrying people today, I'm just ferrying away the 'increasing entropy' that's filling the city." Later, the powerful official who was obsessed with cleanliness held her in his arms, rubbed her smoke-stained knuckles with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Jijiu, what do you think of the civil and military forces of this dynasty, and even the world?" Shen Yan leaned close to his ear, breathed out warm breaths, and said each word with heart-wrenching words: "It's a grand fireworks experiment. And now, the biggest 'ghost' is sitting on the dragon throne looking at us."

In her previous life, she was Shen Wu, the imperial concubine of the Great Yong Dynasty. She was given a cup of seductive medicine and died in a scam called "immortality". In this life, she is Shen Ci, an orphaned tea merchant from the south of the Yangtze River, with an abacus in her hand and chemistry in her hands. The emperor sent someone to deliver an imperial edict: "I will grant you a place in the palace and share the wealth." Shen Ci burned the imperial edict and threw it into the brazier: "This waste paper is only worth three coins." The prefect increased the toll tenfold: "I will raise money for your majesty to suppress the bandits!" Shen Ci smashed out a handful of shredded silver and said, "These days, even bandits know that robbery requires picking the best ones." Later, the regent known as the "Living King of Hell" went south to capture hostages, only to find that he had been taken over by a hostile takeover. Shen Ci rode a black horse and trampled Zhengyang Gate to pieces. Behind them are Jiang Li and Qiqi, and beside them are old friends and new ministers. They asked her what she wanted? Shen Ci moved the abacus, and the beads sounded like thunder: "I want all the settlements in the world to be settled with the banknotes of my Shen family."

My name is Chen Jiu, and I am the last corpse collector in Laohekou Village. Grandpa left me three rules: don't fish for red clothes, don't fish for corpses in water, and never touch corpses locked with iron chains. But the upstart Wang Hu spent 200,000 in cash and forced me to break the precept. That night, the sky was as dark as ink, and the Yellow River poured in; That night, the female corpse opened her eyes and the bully went crazy; That night, I opened the abdominal cavity of the female corpse and found a bloody jade pendant with the word "" engraved on it... The truth about the human sacrifice thirty years ago surfaced as the chains broke.

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Forced to participate System prompt: [The novice live broadcast competition is about to begin, player Su Yuan please be prepared. Su Yuan's eyes widened: "Live broadcast? I haven't even learned the skills!" The barrage refreshes the screen: "Hahaha, this rookie doesn't even have any equipment!" "Bet she can't last 10 seconds!" "The newcomer should be tortured to let her know the cruelty of the spiritual realm!" Opponent appears The opponent is a muscular man holding a giant ax with the ID "Berserker 007". The Berserker smiled ferociously: "Little sister, it's not too late to admit defeat now, otherwise it won't look good if you cry later." Su Yuan clenched her wooden sword and pretended to be calm: "It's not certain who will lose and who will win!"