My Wife Slaps People in the Face Online Daily - Chapter 1027: He Yidu The Gentleman (The Refined Rascal)

Bai Bing traveled to the world of immortality and found that all immortal cultivators were parasitized by parasites.

The foundation building Dan, which consolidates the foundation of the road, is actually transformed by insect eggs;

The dirt discharged by washing the marrow and cutting the bones is actually the excrement of parasites eating the body;

The entire sect is a nest of insects;

The immortals soared, actually making wedding dresses for the parasites.

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[The race clearing system has been activated, and the swarm is being analyzed…]

[Hint: The swarm is dangerous, hide yourself and clean it up]

Bai Bing never imagined that his first mission when he came to Qingyunzong was to destroy the sect himself.

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On the wedding night, she was tied to his bed.

Eluard Kai found himself transmigrated to a magical world.

A steward came over and declared that he was now the academy master of the school in front of him before disappearing to nothingness.

“That damn steward said I am now the owner of this place then left me all alone! What the hell am I supposed to teach them anyway?!”

He feared that some prodigious arrogant young master would come over and enroll when he himself didn’t know what he was supposed to do.

“But this is a deserted academy, right? No one should come over here, right?”

Unfortunately, his nightmare came about.

“Academy Master, I am here to enroll in the Heavenly Magic Academy. Please allow my request in behalf of my lackluster talent.”

Eluard Kai almost blacked out until he heard a prompt in his head.

[ A student requests to enter the Heavenly Magic Academy. ]

[ Accept the request? ]

Emperor Gabela: Imperial legions are unstoppable on land.

Great Orc Chief: All the warriors of the tribe can count as ten.

Jade Realm Elf King: The forest ranger has never missed a shot.

Chairman of the Horn Bay Alliance: The alliance fleet is the undisputed ruler of the sea.

A mysterious organization: The prophesied era will finally come.

Paul Grayman: I am not targeting anyone. Everyone here is rubbish.

Start the journey of guns and cannons crushing the low-magic plane…

(This is an old-fashioned story about climbing a technological tree in another world to farm for hegemony. The author has limited knowledge and may make some mistakes in technical details. Criticism and corrections are welcome)

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