Zhanxian (Immortal Executioner) - Chapter 547.2: Dangers In The Core Region

There are quite a few time travels in these years, but he is probably the first one who suddenly and inexplicably time travels during the execution of a mission. A new world, a new beginning, may be the best result for him. but……
Animals transform, well, he’s calm.
There is no woman, well, he is calm.
As a female, she still needs to marry a guy who can transform…Calm down, draw your knife, and prepare to kill someone.
“Ah Liu, calm down, calm down, help~~~”

Content tags: Another World Continent Qiangqiang Shengzi Sweet Text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Ah Liu, Cedric ┃ Supporting roles: Phil, Adolf, etc. ┃ Others: Orc, time travel, strong

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Mingjiao felt that she might be the most unlucky person who transmigrated through a book. She just stayed up all night and read a bloody novel about a wrong child. Daughter.
The fake daughter is a vicious female supporting role, stupid and unruly, the real daughter bullied her sister before she came back, and after the real daughter came back, she fought for favor and persecuted yin and yang.
She crossed over just in time for her family to be disappointed in her and kicked her out of the house.
Before she had time to be quiet, she encountered an assassination plot suspected of burglary.
The person who rescued her was the real daughter in a vest.
Mingjiao silently lit a cigarette, “Life is so exciting.”
I have done everything that needs to be done, it is impossible to clean up the whitewashing, and it is impossible in this life, and I can only rely on tracking down the real murderer with the real daughter to make a living.
Just chasing and chasing, life is going wrong.
The adoptive mother, who was deeply disappointed in her, said, “It’s because I didn’t protect you well that I made you suffer so much.”
The elder sister who hated her so much, “Can you trust me again?”
The younger sister who was originally indifferent to her said, “Why don’t you tell us if you have any difficulties?”
But Tang Xiaoyu, the real daughter who should hate her the most, took her hand lightly, “You said that the grace of saving life should be promised with your body.”
Mingjiao: Meow, meow, my friends, something is wrong with you.
Mingjiao, “Ahem… There are many types of physical relationships, whether to marry or marry, this matter can be discussed.”
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Tang Xiaoyu originally hated Mingjiao. She was shallow, arrogant, stupid, arrogant, vicious, and possessed countless flaws that did not match her beauty.
Until one day she rescued her in a night full of flower fragrance and blood.
A Ming Jiao wrapped in mist and countless secrets unfolded in front of her.
She still loathed her, probably hated her, yet was attracted to her, and could not stop loving her in the end.
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Mingjiao’s life in the eyes of others: an elegy of fate full of a sense of fate and burdened with too many hardships
Mingjiao’s own life in the eyes: Sand sculptures amuse the ordinary daily life of Ziren
This article can also be named “Everyone around me is a brain monster”, “I’m really just an ordinary person”
focus:
The real and fake daughters are not sisters, and they are not in the same account book.
There is a teaser system.
The core stalk has not changed, but the background has been changed, so the copywriting has also been changed.
Originally, I wanted to write a story about the blood of a wealthy family honestly, but I couldn’t write it without some fighting elements, so this article also directly mutated.
Unconventional wealthy family type novel, involving supernatural powers, martial arts, (I don’t know if there is) magic and other elements…but the background is in an overhead city.

Content tags: Ability Modern Overhead Wearing Books
Search keywords: Protagonist: Ming Jiao ┃ Supporting role: Tang Xiaoyu, System ┃ Others:

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Can't a man maintain his dignity while preparing for the end of the world? Is that too much to ask?

The Tower was all I knew... all any of us knew, and just like that, it was gone. Monsters the likes of which I'd never seen ravaged the land of my ancestors. They burst through the outer walls and stormed the city. No one could have been ready for that. But now... Now I have a second chance.

After the collapse of the known world, I woke up to find myself on the First Floor of the Tower. I was young and healthy, 18 again, and sitting in the same classroom that marked the worst days of my life. Confused and excited, I accepted this gift, deciding to use my vast knowledge of the future to climb the Tower in preparation for the end of the world.

Maybe I'll help some folks along the way? Who knows. Survival comes first.

The clock is ticking, and I'm left with only a century to build a Deck powerful enough to survive the end. Things to do... What's first? I need Essence, and I need power. I'll have to climb the Tower to acquire both of these. Some of the zealots will try to stop me, need to look out for those. What if-

“Hey, kid! Hand over the pouch or-”

Stab

Sorry, where was I? Ah... there's a spot of blood on my suit. What a lousy morning.

In this world of blood and fantasy, century-old Rowan Wilder has to not only survive, but thrive as he powers his way to the top of the Tower. The Demonic Plague that has twisted the creatures on the upper Floors is the least of his worries. Cane in hand and Summons by his side, he'll have to tear his way through the monsters, as well as the humans who want to stop his ascent. Of course, he can maintain a sense of decorum while he faces these trials, right?

Have you ever wondered what a character in a novel or in a game should be?

Do they eat? Sleep? Do they have their own life when you are not reading or playing?

They do not.

When you are not doing anything, we stay still.

To be fair, think about your own life. Is it different from a game without a system? You can not see behind your back, similar to how a character has to render it in a game.

But at least, you have your own life.

While I have to watch the protagonist of the novel find his way into the pants of the female leads.

This is my destiny.

I'm not jealous. Not at all.