Zhanxian - Chapter 522.2

There are countless parallel worlds beyond what we know. The people who first discovered this secret named it “Yan Fu”. Each world is a different fruit on a tree, and the person who shuttles through different fruits is called “Yanfu Walker”. Yanfu Walker is given different Heritage and trained to complete Yan Fu missions in exchange for rewards.In modern society, the Martial Arts sects have declined one after another, and martial arts prodigy Li Yan suffers from leukemia, making it difficult to survive by opening an audio and video store. One day, a person named MO appeared and took him into the Yan Fu world under the pretext of being able to cure a terminal illness. So “Hejian Skinny Tiger” Li Yan resolutely stepped into the world of Yan Fu, awakened the inheritance of Gu Huo Bird, and embarked on the path of survival in a different world. The truth of the world, Yan Fu’s goals, the secrets of the walking organization, and the ambitions of the rebel organization are far more than that…

She comes from the top of Zhongshan Mountain, she is covered with frost and snow, she is unparalleled in beauty, but she has no talent for “love”, and she likes nothing more than a cup of tea in her life, watching the excitement.

It is said that she was young and ill-fated, with a weird personality, but in fact, she can also be obedient and docile, with a smile like a flower.

It is said that she has a mean tongue, arrogant and rude, but in fact, she can also smile sweetly and be gentle and amiable.

but–

She… is… is… no, happy, willing!

Until that day, she met a boy.

Half of the city is full of wind and moon and half of the city is snow. All the scenery in her life are brilliant because of him.

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...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.