Long Live Summons - Chapter 162 – Mastering Fire Ability

Feng Xia transmigrated to a fantasy world. This was the era when spiritual auras were exhausted, various scriptures were lost, and all cultivation techniques failed to aid the cultivators in improving. Feng Xia discovered that he had a superpower of attributes, but something seemed off.

He killed a Black Jade Spider by stepping on it. [Spider Maiden x1] dropped.

He defeated a strong opponent that qualified as a Great Emperor. [Teenage Great Emperor x1] dropped.

He was in a fight with a goddess for three days and three nights. [Mysterious Young Girl x1] dropped.

“Daddy,” a young girl greeted him in a sweet voice. Feng Xia was struck dumb.

Travel through the Naruto world and be reborn as a dried persimmon ghost shark.

“As a dam maintainer, I carry two hundred catties of lime with me, which is very reasonable and reasonable, right?”

“The so-called unlimited physique means that you are in charge of physique, and I am in charge of unlimited.”

I kidnapped and robbed, didn’t pay my debts, beat up the elderly, bullied children, attacked others without telling the truth, and often killed my superiors and employers…

But I know that I am a good ninja.

I have the heart of a bodhisattva, the face of a vajra, and the means of demons. I walk in the darkness of the ninja world, but I pursue a bright future where everyone is like a dragon.

I, the dried persimmon shark, was born a miscellaneous fish, and swore that one day, I would smash this boring world dominated by blood theory.

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Playing under the plum trees and riding on bamboo, those were the days of joyful play. It was when they first met.She was not shy but innocently charming, standing before the breeze with her hair flowing, her complexion as creamy as curds.After waking up, Xu Qingfan had returned to 20 years earlier, to the year 2002.That year, the sky was very blue, the clouds were very white, and the wind was very noisy.That year, his Childhood Sweetheart hadn't gone abroad, their parents hadn't gone grey, and he hadn't the worries of being unaccomplished.That year, he was six, she was five, and they both could fully experience the climate as snowflakes blossomed.PS: This book is also titled “Help, I'm Surrounded by Childhood Sweethearts” and “I Have a Little Too Many Childhood Sweethearts.”