MTL - Assassin Farmer - ~ 132 The Way of Husband and Wife

Nangong Anshan was reborn into the body of a little girl who was fleeing in ancient times. Before she could figure out the situation, she found out that she had been betrayed.

Her father and elder brother disappeared due to joining the army, her mother was paralyzed and disfigured due to hunting, her third brother was sickly and weak since childhood, and several younger siblings were hungry and growling.

But that’s all right.

Natural power! Let her easily deal with the people who hit her house.

Avoid water droplets! Let her find plenty of food in the water.

Space department store system! Let her have whatever she wants, and she can also cure her mother and third brother.

Buying fields, building yards, buying shops, and family reunion is a matter of time!

It’s just that the so-and-so who popped up in the middle, I’m not familiar with you, so don’t always come up to me.

That so-and-so: “Are you sure you don’t want me? Then I’m leaving now?”

Nangong Anshan turned her head and hugged his thigh tightly…

PS: 1. This article is 1V1, superficial, superficial, please be cautious when you are a serious party.

2. There is space in this article, and there will definitely be plots that transcend reality. It’s fine to look at it, and don’t enter if you can’t accept it.

3. Refuse personal attacks, otherwise rebound.

- Description from novelbuddy

With a sound of “Boom”, a lotus fell from the sky and leveled a mountain.
Is it time travel? Is it crossing robbery? Or was Gongdou in the sky kicked down from the heaven by some fairy concubine? who knows?
Is it a fool? Is it a cannon girl? Or a magic stick? who can guess?
The imperial court set up the Ninth Gate and Eight Heavenly Dragon Guards in Da Nei to investigate supernatural events and difficult cases in various places.
Lin Tingjun, the god of Babu, came to investigate the matter of the fire falling from the sky.
However, Lian Youyou, a hot-mouthed girl, was stuck to her, her dead skin and rotten face was so sticky.
The white-haired wolf demon on the mountain, the noble son who turned into a butterfly disappeared, and the palace ladies who disappeared mysteriously…
A series of supernatural cases may seem like monsters acting as monsters, but they are actually humans acting as monsters.
The difficult and miscellaneous cases are definitely caused by people, and they are caused by demons and ghosts.
Is it someone playing tricks? Or a ghost? Is it a monster? Or be a monster? who cares?
Just as long as the people who eat melons express excitement!
After checking, why did Lin Tingjun and the other eight gods have their own goals and stories? Then who is she, Lian Youyou?
The ancient dimensional monsters are ready to move again, eyeing the earth!
Divine matters, demonic matters, monster matters, and human affairs are not as important as Lian Youyou’s protecting the earth!

- Description from novelbuddy

[No CP + Escaping Famine + Cultivating + Space]Note: Don't compare the novel to reality, this is not a documentary.When she opened her eyes, Gu Changan traveled from the apocalyptic world where she had just awakened her abnormal ability, all the way to ancient times during a famine.Her father was an old fool, not only was he directionally challenged, but he also lacked virtue in all five aspects.Fortunately, her grand mansion became her portable space?Her lightning-based ability was still there?This cheat was a bit overpowered.Her father doted on her like a precious daughter?Gu Changan took out a bag of rice.Old fool father: My daughter is a little fairy.Gu Changan took out a piece of meat and a bag of flour.Old fool father: My daughter is a little fairy.Gu Changan took out a chicken.Old fool father: My daughter is a little fairy.Gu Changan had only one goal: to protect her foolish father, and together they would survive and become divine beings.They wanted to merely survive, yet they ended up walking the path of finding work.

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital’s royal square, took in someone else’s cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era’s brilliance... “Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?” Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.