My world to Free-use - Chapter 12: My son (1)

In the 21st century, a young judge time-travels to another world.Here, martial arts are evergreen, and myriad schools compete for dominance.Confucianism: Immense righteousness, impervious to all laws.Legalism: The power of rules, the law follows the word.Military strategists: The power of conquest, invincible in battle.Mohism: Ingenious mechanics, ordinary humans rivaling gods.Yin-Yang school: Numerology and the five elements, seeking divination, pursuing good fortune, and avoiding disaster....What's this? The Legalists grow stronger by adjudicating cases?Li Nuo, who has just vowed to advocate for the people and eliminate the corrupt, discovers that his father is the greatest villain in the court.Faced with countless enemies seeking revenge against his father, Li Nuo says he only needs one sentence.'My lady, guard me!'

Blast! The famous Lin family in Jinchuan went bankrupt.

Guazhong: Who is so capable?

Insider: The unworthy descendant Lin Wanli!

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Brilliant! Jinchuan Yanluo and Huo Yaoxiao are married!

Guazhong: Who is the bride?

Insider: Domineering and arrogant Lin Wanli!

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Shock! The identity of the person in charge of Taixi Biology was revealed.

Guazhong: Who is the president?

Insider: Or Lin Wan… Li?

That waste waste snack? ?

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In her previous life, Lin Wanli was tricked by her girlfriends, framed by her scumbag father, and rejected by her grandmother. She couldn’t even protect her eight-month-old daughter, and was abandoned in the trash can by the nanny.

Resurrecting her life, Lin Wanli desperately seized the bargaining chip for revenge, and also grabbed the man who helped her avenge her. It’s just… She always thought that man was also reborn, until he could see through her heart without any scruples.

Lin Wanli: “Mr. Huo, it’s a bit impolite for you to be reborn with skills!”

A certain master: “When did I say that I was born again?”

Lin Wanli: “Is that my misunderstanding?”

A certain master: “No misunderstanding, I have some skills. For example, I heard someone say in my heart last night that the bed is really a bit small?”

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“The more the Holy See supports me, the more it means I am doing the right thing. The more the heretics oppose me, the more it means I am doing the right thing.”

“If even the heretics praise me, it proves that I did the right thing. If the heretics don’t say a word, it shows that I did something impeccable!”

“If the Holy See opposes me, it means that they have degenerated into evil heretics. The more the heretics oppose me, the more it means that I have done the right thing.”?

In 681, Ansu, the youngest Pope in the history of the Holy See, was crowned Holy Pope. He delivered a speech and gave important instructions for the subsequent de-deification work. Pope Anzu emphasized:

“And now both the Holy See and heretics are against me, which just shows that I am on the right path!”

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685 years.

“It’s not that the evil god can’t be summoned, but it’s more cost-effective to choose him to take the stage.”

Sylvia, the former Saint of the Demon Tribe, commented this way.

As soon as these remarks came out, they instantly aroused the attention of all walks of life – the large-scale documentary “The Legend of Pope Anzu” will continue to be broadcast for you.

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This is the story of a top evil player speeding through a fantasy world.

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3000 years after his disappearance, Xue An had undergone cultivation and came back as an invincible fairy. But upon his return to Earth, he realised that he had a pair of twin daughters.

“Papa, this dragon doesn’t taste good!”

“Oh, this must be an ancestor-grade dragon that has lived for much too long. Its meat has become a little dry. Next time, we shall eat a young dragon within ten thousand years of age.”

Some dragon that had existed since the beginning of the universe was lying on the floor, trembling and shivering.

“Papa, between you and the other Immortal-emperor mannies, who is more powerful?”

Xue An smiled. There was not a single soul that could withstand even just one blow from him. If there was! That would at most be two!

“My dear daughters, I will make you girls the happiest princesses in this whole, wide world. No, in this whole universe! And it’s the two of you!”