Chu Ge is a harem writer.

When he was writing about the affection of the female sect leader, one of the most powerful people in the world...

A woman appeared in his room, holding a sword at his neck: "If you dare to write that I fell in love with that man, I will kill you."

A generation of immortal emperor Xia Guixuan and his old enemy were both defeated and wounded, retreating in the core of the lonely planet in the universe.

The planetary environment was gradually transformed by the faerie aura that spilled from him, and he became a livable planet with abundant aura.

The original creature began to transform people into practice and developed its own civilization.

A few years later, human expedition ships from the Milky Way came here.

At all levels, unknown powerful beings began to take aim here.

Multi-party collisions, heroes co-exist.

Xia Guixuan in the core of the earth opened his eyes.

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PS: This is a very casual and pleasant monster, with the theme of civilization observation. Please don’t use the way of opening the rebirth of the god of war to return to the immortal emperor. Don’t ask why you don’t kill people and search for souls, don’t know everything, don’t destroy the world, and don’t finish the chapter.

Qin Yi once believed that those who cultivate immortals are primarily indifferent to tranquility, without desire and desire, withstand temperament and withstand temptation.

It was finally discovered that Xian first had personal words next to it.

Xian Lu bitter cold, you and I hug each other to keep warm.

Overhead another world, a hundred schools of martial arts.

Modern people tell them that apart from practicing, there are many ways to get what you want.

Want to be a young hero sought after by everyone?

Well, this is simple, it just depends on your sincerity…

For example, let your junior sister come for a drink?

Zi said: Crossing is more than practising asceticism, the natives can’t do it with you?

As a chessboard star, knowledge is a golden finger.

It also goes: Traveling through a lifetime without bulldozing, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes.

Bose is so enchanting, why bother to fight against the sky.

The rivers and lakes carry wine with swords, the waist is slender and the palm is light.

The young man carried a long knife on his shoulder, and hung wine on his waist, striding forward, but the rivers and lakes in his heart were vaguely visible.

Turning a page in the book of troubled times, the rivers and lakes have been raining nightly for decades.

Looking back suddenly, the world has been shattered.