[The beautiful neighbor lady has owed you a debt of friendship. Please urge her to pay it as soon as possible.]

【Payment method：】

【Money: 1,000,000】

【Food: One Year's Love Bento】

Friendship: A Warm Hug

Jun Hoshino, a beautiful boy who is isolated by his neighbors because he is too handsome, successfully meets the neighbor's wife alone at sunset.

Hoshino Jun: "Please, ma'am!"

This book is also known as: "Watch Her, I'm Going Out" and "Tokyo Debt Diary"

Gu Yun transformed into a succubus and obtained a diary plug-in. As long as he wrote a diary every day, he would get rewards.

As an old bookworm, Gu Yun is familiar with the routines, and the contents of his diary will definitely be seen by others!

"That's easy, just make it up." In order to get the reward, Gu Yun started to fabricate a diary and never looked back.

As a result, the style of female celebrities suddenly changed.

Reba: "Stop cheating on me, all you vixens, go away, my junior brother is mine!"

Yang Mi: "Whose feet are smelly? I'm giving you a taste...Are you afraid Reba will misunderstand? If you wear it, it won't count as a gift."

Liu Yifei: "Succubus seeds, 20 million each? This is just throwing chickens at the target and driving up the price of chicken racks!"

Zhao Liying: "Are you satisfied with the service of the Golden Eagle Goddess, brother? As long as we get the marriage certificate, we will have sex with her every day!"

Tang Yan, Bai Lu, Song Qian, Zhao Jinmai...those who have never been in love come one after another.

One day, the diary will be updated.

[I can make the girls I sleep with stay young forever!!]

That day, half of the entertainment industry was in an uproar, and the female star was broken.

It's another tearful day of mending demons. ...

"My name is Roach. I'm not a horse, nor am I a carrot. I

'm currently in pieces (literally), but since I've been put back together, I can be considered alive.

I don't have any special hobbies, nor do I have any special interpersonal relationships. By local standards, even if I'm not illiterate, I can be considered illiterate.

My main daily tasks are fishing, making soup, chopping wood, and feeding horses.

I haven't traveled around the world. You asked me what my main job is? Probably pets.

What are I good at? It seems that I'm not particularly good at anything. If I have to say, it's probably courting death.

If I have to say, I'm quite confident in my appearance because the witch praised me for being cute."

The man, with scars left by healed wounds on his face, smiled like a child as if he had just emerged from a hellish battlefield, and raised the axe in front of him.

The Outland God Anaric has many names. It is the evil god recognized by the secular world, the polluter of the world, the corrupter of souls, the invisible and intangible darkness and the end, leading everything to the end of collapse and extinction. The last time Anaric came to reality, all babies born within eleven years had no self-awareness, and only deformed bodies continued to devour and excrete endlessly.

However, believers who worship it claim that Anaric is the true god, the only god who has no origin and is not created, and has always existed. The gods that are widely worshipped today are nothing more than demons born from the breath of the true gods. To believe in them is to destroy the freedom of one's own soul.

Cesar doesn't know which is true and which is false, but Anaric's path has been like a bone-eating poison, filling his soul with madness. It is forcing him to step into the fate of the shadow of the evil god step by step.

Corruption is spreading, madness is spreading in people's hearts, religious disputes have set off wars of unprecedented intensity and scale, and various races are slaughtering each other with fanatical emotions, causing war, looting, plague, famine and death all over the world, and giving birth to more and more twisted evil things.

Who can be the savior? Anyone can, but he definitely can't.

(dark, no system, the protagonist is the author's ideal self, multiple female leads, not for those who dislike this) Ten thousand years ago, the so-called Orthodox Path planted a single Dharma Tree and reversed the spiritual veins, violently remade its foundations. From then on, the world was cleaved into two realms:

The Land of Flourishing Dharma: Where flowers bloom daily, fruits ripen constantly, and golden jade forms its pavilions.

The Land of Ending Dharma:Where the rites of the state turn ominous, disasters run rampant, and you are now the honored one.

The Unorthodox Cultivators cultivated... wandered... , , , , the Seven Dharma Gates... among them the Seventh Yellow Group, seeking beauty and joy, overseeing governance and decline, either at the factories of Duzheng Peak or before the Hand of Empress Yuehai, yet they guarded upon the ground.