In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path - Chapter 142

True Gods. Endless Divinities. Primordials. The Ancients. The Chaos. The Greater Chaos. The Infinite Realms.

Heaven. Hell. The Abyss. Purgatory. The Overvoid. The Greater Worlds. The Origin World. The Prime Verse. The Past, Present, Future.

Here. There. Everywhere. Nowhere.

“Why is it that, I cannot find any place that I truly belong? And who, or what... exactly am I, as a Mystique?”

Join our Enigma as he tries to find a place where he could belong, and fit in. While unveiling all the secrets and mysteries related to him, and his family.

“He is the Xiang Qichen that I fell for at first sight and can’t forget.”......Zhou Huaiyi's pink journal recorded unspeakable longing for her crush.Until one day, her crush accidentally opened this journal.Crush: “Your mom's future son-in-law, with the surname Xiang?”Zhou Huaiyi stiffly clung to the last bit of stubbornness: “Ah... why... why not, huh?”The Crush chuckled softly, his deep voice like a spring breeze: “Your future son will also have the surname Xiang.”Zhou Huaiyi looked at him weakly: “You? My son?”The Crush, with a half-smile: “Do you need some discipline?”Zhou Huaiyi: “...”—My affection for you has never wavered.Optimistic and cheerful fangirl VS Gentle and reserved idol male godSweet romanceSoul exchange

After Yu Xiaolian accidentally traveled through, she found that she not only held the script in her hand, but also had a supermarket space in her body.

The things in the supermarket, after being used up, will be restored automatically after midnight.

Can’t use flint to start a fire? It’s okay, she has a lighter.

Brown rice and coarse grains? It doesn’t matter, she has enough space for rice, white noodles, fresh vegetables, and frozen meat.

With inexhaustible resources, Yu Xiaolian opened a mysterious grocery store in ancient times.

A certain man: One hundred bottles of wine! One hundred bottles of beer, one hundred bottles of juice.

Sorry, there are not so many, this supermarket has a limited supply every day.

What’s wrong with the cannon fodder female supporting role, with the space in the supermarket, the hero and heroine want to eat spicy noodles or drink coffee, it all depends on her mood.

Having inexhaustible resources, and mastering the bugs of the male and female protagonists, it’s simply cool.

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Within the red tent, under the passionate eyes of the man on top, she was forced to make love and three thousand black strands turned to white.