[Not brainless + no heroine]

Li Jianxin was controlled by his family in his previous life, and because of illness, he lived like a puppet.

After Li Jianxin died, his soul traveled to the Gu world.

This is one of the famous mountains in southern Xinjiang, Qingyun Mountain.

Awakening the first-class qualifications.

At the beginning, I also got a cheap master? Or the eighth-turn cultivation? It turned out to be a remnant soul. When I was full of joy, the master told me that he was good at escaping.

There is also a clan leader who always wants to use me to make Gu.

My classmate is a little stupid, called Li Qingru, and he actually has an old grandfather? ! Called the lecherous bandit.

At the beginning, he led the wolf tide, but the soul burden was too heavy, and the soul to the Gu worm was scarce. What should I do? What should I do to feed the wolf tide? Then enter the village and kill! Identify the people's hearts in the village. There is actually a mortal "Black City" in the village?

Establish your own cult church, and be slandered by the family elders for rebellion?

People of Qingyun Mountain:?

What cult church? The leader led us to defeat the elders and put our lives on the right track. He is a god!

A real god!

He slaughtered dozens of young girls, refined poisonous insects, and helped the church members improve their cultivation.

He fought against his mortal enemy, Li Qingru.

The mysterious disappearance of blood, the calculations of the immortals, the competition between the three families, and the scheming of the elders of Qingyun Mountain.

Everyone is reborn, who still wants to be a puppet? !

I want to be myself!

I want to live like myself!

Crossing the barrier of that world, coming to another time and space that is completely different from the past.

When Mo Yu knew that he was sent to the world of the absolute zone zero by a dump truck, he didn't know how to evaluate it. After all, he hadn't waited until the server was opened and didn't know the plot yet.

Fortunately, he gained the ability to inherit the power of the predecessors, which made him feel that he could survive in this dangerous world.

Inheriting the power of the predecessors, implementing the will of the Kamen Rider, and turning into a ray of hope in the desperate world until he became a real knight.

Different time and space, different adventures, story chapters are written here.

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After a long time, looking at the thriving city below, Mo Yu couldn't help but smile and sighed: "The breeze of New Eridu is still so noisy and warm."

In another world, facing the crumbling Pinoconi order, he stretched out his palm to the broken-winged bird: "Believe me, there is no need for reason to believe."

Different worlds, completely different stories intertwine with each other.

And at the end of this journey, what exactly is reflected in his eyes?

ps: The introduction is weak, please move to the main text.

"Mr. Mayor, I am indeed a clergyman as you understand me, almost like your priest.

It can indeed solve your current problems, but the prerequisite is that you must sign your name on this contract and stamp it with the mayor's steel seal representing the official America. "

An Asian man said with a smile to two middle-aged white men. In his extended hand was a piece of yellow paper with a contract written in calligraphy on it.

At this time, one of the middle-aged white men asked in a trembling voice: "Mr. Ryan, is this a devil's contract?"

"No, as you said, I am a priest, a priest from the East, how could I sign a devil's contract with you?

This is just a friendly and equal canonization contract! "

"Also, my name is Chen Yuan!"

In 2120, the level of human science and technology has once again reached a new level.

The birth of a new race, the virtual metaverse world that can make consciousness immortal, the freezing technology that can use time to fight against terminal illness, and the brand-new capital arena… Dazzlingly appeared before the eyes of the natives of the earth.

How can humans and AI coexist? Which one is more dignified, life by idling or natural death?

Confusion, confrontation, venting, and shouting seem to have become the norm… On Zhang Yunxi’s eighteenth birthday, his whole family was killed by a nanny. He came to a place called Qingshan Theological Seminary full of doubts.

"Wang Cheng, we need to practice more!"

"No, I have to ensure eight hours of sleep every day."

…

"Wang Cheng, it's almost nine o'clock, you're late."

"Don't you go to work at nine o'clock? There's still one minute to go. Where's the time card machine?"

…

"Wang Cheng, what variety show do you want to appear on?"

"Is there a fishing variety show?"

The immortal fate is encountered in the state of death, but the road to immortal cultivation is even more difficult!

Because the dying immortal cultivators need to experiment with incomplete skills, Xu Fan, who has low qualifications, is accepted as a disciple.

The power of the Taoism released by this incomplete skill is only half of that of ordinary people.

Is it a blessing? Is it a disaster?

Open your eyes, the world is already full of scars.

Deception, betrayal, conspiracy, concealment, hypocrites, real villains.

This is destined not to be a peaceful cultivation. Let's see Xu Fan stand proudly between heaven and earth in the face of hypocrisy!

"Now I give you three extraordinary choices."

"First, become a [Historian], get a civil servant in the empire, marry a beautiful and rich woman, and reach the pinnacle of life."

"Second, become a [Knight], get a princess, and reach the pinnacle of life."

"Third, become a [Free Pirate]. There is a lot to do in your life, young man."

Don't stop me, I want to be a free pirate.

Elok, who was originally a social animal, traveled to the mysterious Western fantasy world, but since he said "I want to be a free pirate!", everything seems to be a little different.

“Shengsheng, Shengsheng…”

He always addressed her so gently and lovingly.

People described him as a bright and graceful young man who was as noble as a piece of jade, heh, but they had never seen how he looked cutting open corpses with a scalpel. Oh, how his eyes glowed red.

He had a name that sounded gentle: Shi Jin.

Jiang Jiusheng first saw Shi Jin in the elevator of her apartment.

“Your hands are really pretty,” she exclaimed in genuine admiration and was unable to shift her gaze away. “Can I… touch them?”

He was surprised.

She explained, “I’m sorry, I have a slight hand fetish.”

He hesitated for a rather long time. “I’m sorry, I’m a bit of a clean freak.”

After a pause, she asked in a serious tone, “Is it okay for me to just touch them briefly?”

The rock star, Jiang Jiusheng, had a hand fetish. Her new neighbor was a doctor and coincidentally had a pair of hands that she wished she could keep for herself.

Some time in the future, he stood in the bathroom of their new apartment, holding a scalpel with his bloody hands. His back was to her. There was blood all over the floor, and a broken limb. From the pile of bloody bones, she could tell that they belonged to the stray dog she had brought home.

She asked, “What are you doing?”

He answered, “Dissecting a corpse.”

She took a step back, but he pressed her down to the cold floor of the bathroom and ripped off her clothes. The blood on the floor stained her snow-white skin.

He said, “Shengsheng, if I can choose how I die, I hope I die on top of you.”

He said, “Shengsheng, I’m a doctor who can’t cure himself. I’m sick, blood makes me excited and compels me to slaughter, and you make me feel thirsty for blood. You’re the reason why I’m driven to murder.”

He said, “Shengsheng, save me. If you don’t hold my hand, I’ll kill myself after I kill everybody who tries to take you away from me.”

She took his hand, and said, “Shi Jin, the blood on the floor will dirty my shoes. I want you to carry me out of here.”

She had never loved someone so much that she was willing to descend into hell with him.

He had never loved someone so much that he was willing to set aside his butcher knife for her.

What should I do if I come to the declining world of immortal cultivation but cannot cultivate immortality because I have no spiritual roots?

Zhang Wei: If you can't break through, use series connection. If you don't have enough resources, use parallel connection. Anyway, keep electrifying me!

What should I do if my family has no foundation in the world of immortal cultivation for the first time?

Zhang Wei: My fellow Taoist, my mealworms are absolutely clean and hygienic!

What should I do if I have no clue about the methods of alchemy, talismans, arrays, etc.?

Zhang Wei: Stop talking! Stop talking! Besides, my hairline is going to move back again!

Second Master, Second Master! The ancestor of the sickly sect of the Hehuan Sect next door is here again!

Zhang Wei: It's okay, she is addicted to immortality, I will just go and electrify her.

Many years later, when Zhang Wei finally broke through the pond of the five domains and saw a wider world, his expression suddenly became like a bereaved mother.

Zhang Wei: Alas, I came to the wrong place, and I still have to help the poor! What? You said you have oil? From now on, you are my half-brother!

ps: The author is not an electrical professional, so some settings are just for your reference, don't be too serious.

The cyber world controlled by seven super corporations, seven floating islands that are imprisoned by the ground, the immortal species that have ruled the world since thousands of years ago, and a future where resources are about to be exhausted...

In a world without hope, people long for the birth of "heroes" and look forward to the fallen heroes falling from the altar.

As long as they are sought after as heroes, no matter what crime they commit, they can be forgiven. People fanatically pursue every word they say, and even the aloof elves dare not offend the popular heroes.

But as soon as the character the hero was built for collapses, the guilt that was once forgiven rises again like an unquenched fire, and the once bright star is instantly reduced to an unforgivable sinner...

"—Come and be a hero, Russell."

The most vicious criminal in the world put the knife into the young man's hand and whispered persuasion.

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