Flower Master in the City - Chapter 1486. Different A Nine

In order to protect my two sisters-in-law, I was possessed by a Fox Demon. Since then, I've found that the way all women look at me has changed...

In a zombie apocalypse world, Earth has become a place inhabited by people with twisted hearts. In a dog eats dog world, she struggled to survive and witnessed the deaths of love ones until she met her own gruesome death.

But she was reborn, she was back to the beginning of the end. She held a divine sword: meet a god, kill a god; meet Buddha, kill Buddha! Regardless of which methods, she will use anything in her disposal in order to protect her loved ones!

He is gentle as jade, just like his name. Despite his extremely poor shooting skills, he can make powerful people follow him faithfully. He has an army in his hand, and his power shakes the world.

They are two people who have never met in the previous life, yet their paths kept intertwining in this life. Is it fate? No, for Bai Ling, maybe it’s an evil one!

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“Nine Heavens cast down the Undying Tree, from the tomb the Immortal's bones were fetched;Taoist Venerable tut-tutted as they drank blood plasma, Old Buddha relished in the chew of meat;Beasts and livestock rang the Dharma Drum, city foxes and hole-dwelling rats boiled in the pot;In the Immortality Wine, the resentful spirits were fishy, at the Killing Banquet, the Dao Fruit was bitter!”In this world where Daoist Skill manifested, countless Sect Cultivators, Side Door Magicians, princes and scholars, officials of high rank and nobles all coveted immortality!Owl God Tomb, stealing heavenly secrets, Pearl Gathering Skill, Holy Infant Pill, bone effigies, Yin God Shrine, human-transformed monsters, Undying Elixir, Red Line Poison, Blood Immortal insects, Mermaid Meat, gold-threaded robes, Five Poisons Primordial Spirit, Seven Star Life Extension...They killed and harmed life only to steal the “Killing Dao Fruit” borne upon that Undying Tree!Until... a sly “Fishing Man” came to this world.Wang Yuan, born with the Small Book of Life and Death, had but a simple and unadorned dream:Amid bustling strings and smoky vistas, on a night bathed in moonlight, in peace and quiet did I lean on the rail, savoring the wind, toasting to the stars.With his “Bride in bridal clothes,” watching the sunrise at Taishan in the morning, admiring Qionghua in Luoyang at noon, and drinking under the aurora by the North Sea in the evening.“But you all smell so incredibly fragrant!No more, none shall escape, for today I shall crowdfund Cultivating Immortality! Please... my treasure, turn around!”The blood-red veil of the Bride abruptly fluttered to the ground.