Immortality: My cultivation Has No Bottleneck - Chapter 8 - : Murder!

❉This article is in Orthopedics.

Xiao Nian came to Douluo Continent to become Tang Nian, and wanted to train Tang San to be a filial brother of twenty-four. As a result, the two looked at each other and got on.
Probably: Tang Nian: I will be my younger brother from now on, so treat me well.
Tang San: Yes.
A few years later.
Tang Nian: I like you, and I can see that you like me, so let’s be together.
Tang San: Yes.
Tang Nian: Now that we are together, those peach blossoms of yours should be gone. The younger sister is the younger sister, and the passers-by are passers-by.
Tang San: Yes.

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①cp: Tang San x Tang Nian. Lord accept, Tang San is attacking.
②The original text will be compressed as much as possible.
Note: This article is orthopedics. If I don’t prostitute Tang San, what Douluo fans do I write about?
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Content tags: Past and present life, a match made in heaven, another world continent, sweet text
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- Description from novelbuddy

What if a wisp, with zero EQ about human culture and habits, gains the opportunity to cultivate and finally achieve human form? Now he can enter cities, experience technology, and fight his way to the top, right? In this universe where wisps are seen as nothing more than cultivation resources, a wisp stands up to challenge the wisps destiny! Not without causing a lot of misunderstandings on his way, of course…

After being awakened from their slumber, billions of people found themselves dispersed in various sealed crypts. Surrounded by earth, they each had only a shovel.

Leaning against the attic window, Luo Manman was on the verge of falling.

Her long hair obscured her expressions. With an innately ugly face, even her best efforts could hardly make her figure remotely normal.

Just as she was somewhat inclined to end it all.

[Would you like a better appearance? In exchange for a different life?] A voice named Pandora sounded in her ears.

Luo Manman quirked her lips into a faint smile and gave an unexpected reply: I don’t want it.

[…..]

After Pandora offered her one benefit after another, Luo Manman agreed to this game of life.

Pretending to breathe with difficulty

Starting to peddle composure

The already filthy viscera

Buried under the striking appearance

Was the new life of this skin really a salvation?

Or a cover up of a thrilling sin?

A story about the intersection of skin and destiny unfolded…