MTL - Urban Cultivation Medical Saint - v3 Chapter 4622 The situation has reversed, and Zhu Jun Daozu's hesitation!

The world was consumed by a vile corruption brought from beyond – the sun dimmed, and life as we know it was almost extinguished.And yet it was not the end but merely the beginning.Long after the disaster, a lone survivor awakens with a newfound power to wield the divine flames and many questions about the past. He embarks on a long journey to burn the rot away, discover what's left of the old world and maybe, just maybe, ascend to divinity.

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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Qi Le – gender: male, sexual interest: women – suffered from congenital heart disease and died early. However, God played a small trick on him and placed his soul inside the body of a trashy shou.

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”