MTL - Longevity - Chapter 14 supernatural powers

Accidentally traveled to the ancient mysterious tribe, how to survive?
Waiting online, very anxious!
They come, the security!
Fei Li started his new life in the ancient tribe.
It’s okay to grow vegetables and study food, life is leisurely!
It’s just that facing the harassment of orcs every day makes him feel dizzy.
One night, he quietly climbed onto Lausanne’s couch.
The next day, he shyly said, “Lausang, you have to be responsible to me!”
Since then, he has a fat leg on the list, and he has no worries about food and clothing in the tribe, and no one dares to miss him.
Before she had time to be proud, she was taken back to the couch by someone.
“Since they are all responsible, then I will not be polite!”
“Hey… I lost my wife and lost my army!”
Shuangjie, 1v1, fierce wolf attack x modern omnipotent
This article is sweet and funny, not abusive, not abusive, not abusive!

Category: Sweet article Shuangwen Overhead Farming

- Description from novelbuddy

The hierarchy of Tao Cultivation is strict, and the life of a Loose Cultivator is difficult.At the age of ten, Mo Hua's Sea of Consciousness conjured a Taoist Stele.It could forge Divine Sense, learn Formation.Mo Hua would use the Taoist Stele to craft the Supreme Divine Sense, to comprehend the various heavenly Formations, and to strive for the Longevity Road.He would change not only his own destiny but also the destiny of all bottom-tier cultivators under the heavens.(Traditional Xianxia, no system, Formation genre, growth genre)

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital’s royal square, took in someone else’s cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era’s brilliance... “Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?” Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.