Spiritual energy is revived, martial arts are respected, and luck is an iron rule that is more important than talent!

My name is Lin Yuan. I was born with good fortune, but was betrayed by my closest relatives and became an abandoned person plagued by all kinds of misfortunes.

But they don't know that my talent [Grafter] has gone from a blessing to the ultimate curse!

From now on, the world practices martial arts, while I walk alone into the abyss!

[Body Forsaken by Heaven] → [Seed of Doom]: Thousands of curses are condensed in one body, black threads rise, and disaster is coming!

[Seed of Doom] → [Source of Disaster]: Within this realm, I am a god! My words bring order to all things, and I can curse them! Doom effect x100%!

[Source of Disaster] → [Abyss Walker]: Devour the enemy's luck, condense the power of the abyss, reshape the meridians, and increase combat power tenfold!

[Abyss Walker] → [Lord of Ten Thousand Ghosts]: Billions of evil ghosts follow him, and wherever he passes, it becomes the underworld!

The Su family's prodigy? I'll destroy your martial arts foundation!

New Grandmaster? Let your inner demons haunt you!

A century-old family? I'll cast a [Drying] curse on you, turning your spiritual veins into stone!

If Heaven dislikes me, I will go against Heaven!

The day I return to the top, will be the day when your souls fly to pieces!

"Destiny is in my hands? No, from today on, I am destiny!"

[Natives vs. Time Travelers] [Semi-group portrait]

Time Traveler: Did you know! There are so many undercovers in the organization! This, this, and that, they are all undercovers!

Native (brewery): ...

Native (brewery): Thank you, now I know.

He took out his mobile phone, wrote down the email [Rye, Bourbon, and Kiel are suspected to be undercovers], and selected the recipient - Gin.

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Native (brewery): Actually, I have no ill will towards the undercover.

Native (brewery): The mastermind? No, don't use such a terrible word to describe me, I'm just a carrier of time travelers' gossip and gossip, at most adding a little trick...

Traveling through the world of Detective Conan, Chi Feichi was sent to the hospital.

Tuesday.

Doctor: “What day is tomorrow?”

Chi Feichi: “Wednesday.”

Doctor: “Cough, tomorrow is Friday.”

Chi Feichi: “…”

August 21.

Doctor: “What day will it be tomorrow?”

Chi Feichi: “August 22nd.”

Doctor: “Cough, tomorrow is January 1st.”

Chi Feichi: “…”

When everyone thinks that the chaotic time is correct, and one of them cannot correctly identify and integrate into it, then this person is an outlier, a patient!

Once admitted to the hospital, it is as deep as the sea, and it is impossible to recover in this life.

Chi Feichi took a deep breath: “Old! Son! No! Do it!”