After Years of Trying Drugs, It's Still Interesting to Read Several Times, and the Writing is Stable

This is a real fight. Regardless of gender or status. Only the strong can survive. In the end, only 4 billion of the population of 12 billion survived to the end, of which only 1.8 Billion were provided for women. A 15% survival rate is all the hope for late summer. She died after being betrayed, and her goal of rebirth is one seat in 1.8 Billion. The survival game is about to begin. Are you ready?

You have to study the roster of immortals in class, you have to test the Eight Diagrams diagram in the exam, you have to build foundations and consecrate them every day, and you have to use magic weapons and flying swords, so what if you pass the exam of the biggest and best sect in cultivation? After one hundred and eighty years of hard work, there is still a loud noise in the sky and five thunders blasting across the head to overcome the catastrophe. Whether it succeeds or not, in the end, we will never see you again! How can I cultivate myself? ! The green lamp is burning, the beautiful woman is meditating, can the Bodhisattva relieve the worries, can't you become an immortal, save the dowry, wish to be single-minded, and stay together forever, is it difficult? ********************************************** Those who like relaxed and sweet writing style, come here, (*^__^*) hehe...

Your smile is like the wind Leaning on the railing, twisting half a strand of emotion The wind of endless lovesickness blows my heart Playing with green plums around the bed, I still have no doubts about long-lasting memories The sleeves were fluttering and the young lady lowered her eyebrows and sighed softly. A song of long love, tonight you and I know each other and look at each other Wu Ya Feng Guo Hua Lou made a vow Singing Sauvignon Blanc till the end of my life, holding hands and knowing each other for hundreds of years I know my intention and I feel your pity. I need to ask God for my love. Showing eyebrows, smiling, writing, looking at each other and bumping into each other, just like teenagers The wind blows endless lovesickness, and I wish to be together with the dust and ashes Together

The happiest thing in the world is to have the chance to regret if you make a mistake. She used to play games and go her own way, but she was reborn at a time when she still had the care of her parents. In order to take care of her family, she became a small professional gamer, but her career choice was no longer the familiar human mage she was familiar with, but an elf hunter. Can she still become the right hand of God?