MTL - I, The System Maker! - Chapter 102

Meng Huaiyin accidentally traveled to another world, and chose to participate in the romance drama because he was penniless.

However, what she didn’t expect was that there was a person who followed her all the way to Lianshan when she just crossed over.

Meng Huaiyin: shivering.jpg

The show just started:

Xiao Nanqi stared at Meng Huaiyin with sharp eyes like a knife, but Meng Huaiyin was so frightened that the melon in his hand dropped.

Barrage:

[He loves her so much, it was love at first sight yyds. ]

[Running in both directions, Grandpa is here. ]

[Woohoo, please lock up the two of you.]

Meng Huaiyin: Excuseme? ?

The love and killing of the dog hero and the dog heroine are daily.

[Come here, they are not human anymore, kick over this bowl of dog food. ]

Xiao Nanqi & Meng Huaiyin: Thank you for the invitation, I am not human 🙂

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“You will be my wife one day.” Declared Liu Jun - the handsome and wealthy young master to his beloved childhood friend. He vowed to marry her at all costs. But that vow made him a villain. The woman he desired didn't return his love. Crazy and heartbroken, he crashed into her wedding, who was going to marry the love of her life, Liu Jin, unfortunately his own younger brother. Circumstances took a drastic turn, leaving him with only one choice to pay for his sins - His death. But fate gave him another chance. Liu Jun was reborn. In this new life, he chose to let go of his love and start anew. He discarded his villain's identity and closed his heart forever. But a new encounter and new troubles come knocking on his door with the secrets of his past life that even he doesn't know. Will the villainous Mr. Liu find his happy ending this time? *Excerpt* Ai said, “I forgot to clarify something. It seems you have a misunderstanding that I am interested in you because I stared at you.” Jun blinked once. “Rest assured that's not the case. I won't look at you that way. You are not my type.”

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Teotihuacan, a sacred place of worship. In the vast world, feel the quaint and desolate ancient city, and the eagle cries and the leopard roars are chasing away.

Go back to Central America 700 years ago, when the Aztecs were very prosperous.

The priests stood at the top of the pyramid of the sun. One hundred thousand warriors covered the entire wilderness. fluttering. The high priest held his hands high, and the obsidian dagger gleamed in the sun, drawing a cruel and gorgeous arc, bringing the cycle of life back to the earth. Tens of thousands of cheers sounded, with the reverence of the ignorant era.

This was a gift dedicated to the sun god, in return for the sacrifice of the gods in creating the world.

Solemn sacrifices from sunrise to sunset, all-night revelry ignited the whole night, and so on for a hundred years, until white-skinned terrors came from the east coast, bringing blood, thunder, monsters, and disease.

Doomsday, as legend has it, or the end of the Fifth Era?

How can a traveler, in this fierce era, inherit the legacy of two thousand years of ancient Mesoamerican civilization, resist the invasion of Western colonizers with an immortal soul, and lead the ancient Aztec civilization to a new path ~~

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