Feng Yin Tian Xia - Chapter 113 Part1

A river song, triggered a legend of the rivers and lakes.
Tian Zun’s life motto: “My sword is the truth.”
Shen Lang’s life motto: “To serve people with morality, those who are dissatisfied are dead.”

- Description from uukanshu (translated)

The world is in chaos, and evil spirits appear everywhere, causing chaos in the world and poisoning the people.

The imperial court set up a special department for subduing demons, recruiting strange people, Buddhist monks and monks from all over the world to work together to slay demons and subdue demons.

Ning Xiu was reborn with a proficiency panel and practiced martial arts exercises hard, just to have the power to slay demons in this world of demons, suppress the universe, and protect the peace and prosperity of the human race.

[Tianwang King Kong Gong: Twenty Layers (99999/99999)] The blood is like a furnace, burning the river to boil the sea

[Dragon and Elephant Prajna: Eighteenth Floor (81111/88888)] Raise the peaks with both arms and move the mountains to remove the ridges

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Ning Xiu: “My strength is all based on hard work every day, rain or shine.”

- Description from novelbuddy

“My daughter will kill me.”A poor man, exhausted and overwhelmed by debt, dies and finds himself in his favorite novel as Arzoth Draven—the character he despised the most. Arzoth Draven is the infamous prince who constantly tries to undermine his brother, Evren Draven, the story's main protagonist. He abandoned his illegitimate daughter in a basement, only to be killed by her years later. Now, having transmigrated into the role of Arzoth Draven, can he avoid this grim fate? And on top of that, he also possesses a system.

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”