Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 93: Abo

At the start, I transmigrate into the body of a figurehead mascot Emperor. Through the Hundred Generations Book, I experience different lives, and completing missions earns me rewards.In the Hundred Generations Book.I become the Saint Heir of the Wandao Sect and debate the Dao with Saintess Miaolian. As a result, her Dao Heart shatters.I become a down-and-out scholar and save a White Snake. I help her successfully cross the Tribulation and transform into the last True Dragon in the world, yet she says she will never let me go, life after life.I become an Elder of the Longquan Sword Sect and take on a disciple. I train her to become the world's number one Sword Immortal, yet she hates me to the bone.But I didn't know all these beauties would step out into the real world.

Great Cultivator Chen Fan had failed his Tribulation period, but after a dream, he had returned to Earth, when he was young, five hundred years ago.

Shen Tang woke up on the way to distribution, and found that the world was very unscientific.

The divine stone descended from the sky, and a hundred kingdoms competed for each other.

Wen condenses the heart, and the export comes true.

Gathering martial arts and courage, splitting mountains and breaking seas.

What she thought was a pretty boy, saying “Hold the gun and jump the horse”, the next second the armor is attached to the body, the spear is in hand, and one person forms an army, and thousands of troops can kill seven in and seven out!

The tuberculosis ghost in her eyes, she said “the stars are scattered all over the world”, the sky is like a round cover, the land is like a chess game, and the formation of troops is easy to come by!

This TM can’t be considered unscientific!

It is clear that the coffin of science has been nailed to death by theology!

And she—

“My lord, there is a severe drought in Beijun, why don’t you cry?”

Shen Tang: “…”

“My lord, Nanzhou flood, why don’t you smile more?”

Shen Tang: “…”

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Looking at the ten bowls of rice that she killed, the pockets that were cleaner than her face, and a group of villagers who were starving for food, harboring malicious intentions and causing trouble all day long, Shen Tang, the village chief who was suspected of being the reincarnation of the rice bucket and a true soul painter, had to give up his beloved He was forced to embark on the road of applying for a job as a prince.

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I found myself possessing the body of a young master who everyone was eager to kill. I’m invincible, so let them try to kill me. It’s only for one second, though.