MTL - Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy - Chapter 293 Hear prayer to God?

Distant green mountains, a remote village, an ordinary boy struggling to survive, whose mundane life transforms into the path of cultivation. Who is real, and who is fake? Who can accompany the bright moon to the end? The world of immortals begins from here.

Even the most capable people cannot escape calamity. Zhang Ping, who dreamed of becoming the world’s best, voluntarily enters the palace to become a eunuch before his father has to resort to plundering and crime.

How can a prince be so thin and bony, that was Zhang Ping’s first impression of Huangfu Jie.

The prince looks at the kneeling eunuch, the scars and wounds on his body not yet healing.

Zhang Ping’s eyes turn red—I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!

He is just little uglier; weirder than normal people.

Are ugly people not human? I, Zhang Ping, swear to cultivate the world’s second best over here in the palace!

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Shi Han was lost when he was a child, and when he came back, the family already had another adopted daughter who was loved so much, and she was targeted and disgusted by her parents and elder brothers.

It wasn’t until a car accident that she was given up by her biological mother that Shi Han finally realized it.

“Isn’t it nice to live alone? What kind of parents and brothers do you want?”

Shi Han is no longer pleasing his biological parents, developing his own career, and paying for a little wolf dog.

The little wolf dog is young and beautiful, with a slender waist and long legs. He is good at washing and cooking, and she couldn’t be more satisfied.

Shi Han’s love career has a double harvest, the violin, the medical boss keeps losing his vest, his true love fans are on the rise, and his parents regret and beg for forgiveness.

Shi Han laughed, “Heh~”

I thought she was the only one covering the vest, until Shi Han saw the CEO Lu Yan who could influence the international economy.

Not only does she look exactly like her husband, but even her name is exactly the same.

“Who is this?” Shi Han pointed to the cold-faced man in a suit in the photo.

“It’s a bit like me.” Lu Yan didn’t change his face.

“…”

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