MTL - In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages? - Chapter 29 Plum

After the failure of crossing the tribulation, Ye Leng’an returned to the first life again.

In that life, she was the fake daughter of the Ye family who shouted and beat her. Against the background of the real daughter, she was like mud under the ground, while the other party was the bright moon in the sky. In the end, she died tragically under the pressure and frame of the real daughter’s admirers, and her fate was bleak.

After her death, her soul traveled to the world of comprehension. With hard work, she finally reached the stage of crossing the catastrophe, only one step away from ascending to immortality. But when crossing the catastrophe, he failed because of the inner demons of the first life.

In this life, she came back with thousands of splendors, and she was no longer the wimpy and fake daughter she once was.

Hehe, after living a new life, she wants to bloom her own brilliance, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

The real daughter is a medical genius with the potential to become a genius doctor?

Excuse me, the originator of life and death is here, holding a panacea in his hand, attracting countless bosses to compete!

The real daughter is a computer wizard, but she can freely shuttle through the Internet?

I’m sorry, but the network she developed has come and gone. In her network, she is a god, killing with one thought.

The rebirth of a great power in the comprehension world has set off countless storms in the city.

Just when countless bigwigs were falling for her, a mysterious man with huge power both in the open and in the dark embraced her directly and swore sovereignty: “This is mine, wife.”

At this time, Ye Leng’an could only helplessly roll his eyes to the sky: He really is a jealous guy!

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Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.

The first time they met, the little boy had pulled her hair, hoping to get her attention.

When they met at the kindergarten again, the boy was glad that the girl had no longer remembered the previous incident. However, getting close to her was not an easy task as the girl was always surrounded by others who admired her.

Once the boy finally got the girl’s attention, his family decided to move to another country.

Years later, the two of them crossed paths again. This time, the boy pulled the girl’s hand, heading straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Holding a newly registered red book and meeting her gaze, the corner of his lips finally turned up as he finally got her absolute attention.

“Wait, someone might see.” Charlton said, recalling the glass window.