MTL - I Can Actually Bring Out Game Items (I Can Bring In-game Items Out) - Chapter 453 These players are scary

Everyone knew that in the Dragon Region Continent, there were nine martial arts emperors that were the most famous. And Great Emperor Rebirth, who was in charge of reincarnation, was the most powerful out of the nine Great Emperor of the Martial Way.

In his previous life, the seven great emperors had joined forces to kill Jing Yunxiao. Between life and death, he entered his fifth reincarnation. Jing Yunxiao had thought that the last reincarnation would allow him to reach the Sovereign Realm and dominate the world. He never thought that his soul would enter the body of a disciple from a clan in Hundred Warring State. This youth called Jing Yunxiao, was fifteen years old this year, but his cultivation had been stagnant for five years. The change that happened ten years ago not only made Jing Yunxiao lose his parents, it also severely injured his grandfather. In the end, he was chased out of Palace of Wargod and landed in this remote Red Leaf Town.

However, since the heavens allowed Jing Yunxiao to live another life, then Jing Yunxiao would protect this family this time. He must find those people who betrayed him and seek justice.

☆About the Author☆

Bing Qiang is an excellent novelist who specializes in creating fantasy novels. He has three novels, including Peerless Divine Emperor, God Proud of Martial Arts and Martial Respected World.

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The dojo is located in Yunzhong Mountain, and there are halls and fields.

Sitting under the ginkgo tree in leisure time, looking at the dust and clouds in the distance,

Hoe the ground and listen to the sound of springs, forge swords by the fire,

Food and clothing are up to oneself and God,

I don’t know the end of the cold year;

When the robbery comes, you have to go to the lower reaches of the mountain to watch the bitterness and sweetness of the world.

It’s hard to keep injustice in your eyes, and you don’t like to show it in front of others.

The gourd of wine at the waist is deep, and the light of the sword behind the back is cold,

Not for fame, not for money,

Be a free spirit.

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