Ex Strongest Swordsman Longs For Magic In Different World - Chapter 108 (Self Edited) – Going against the Fragment of Evil God

He was able to repeatedly reincarnate due to the effect of the Nine Lives Reincarnation Spell, which allowed him to have nine lives. After defeating the Hell-Blood Demon who drove the entire murim to chaos, the patriarchs of the Seven Great Clans betrayed him and killed him. Following that, he was reincarnated for the ninth time as Baek Mu-Gun. Now, his last journey across murim begins.

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Wei Cheng dressed up as the second child of the Wei family, with a dull and dull personality.

The original owner’s family lived outside the county seat, while the original owner lived alone in the countryside and helped the family farm. His family eats spicy food, and he eats rice with bran.

The original owner was twenty years old and didn’t say he was married. His eldest brother married a daughter-in-law and gave birth to a son.

It was hard for the family to remember his marriage, but after the original owner got married, it was hard for him to continue living in the country, which would cause gossip, and later his family simply separated him.

Divorce before marrying a wife.

When arranging a blind date at home, I met a woman who hated him and was full of dislike for the original owner.

The original owner also liked a girl in the village, and was disgusted and abused in the same way, and his family also disliked his poor and shabby clothes.

After the separation, they also divided into a dilapidated house that no one lived in for a few years, and the original owner left after thinking about it.

Wei Cheng traveled to ancient times by car accident and started his new life, marrying brothers and daughters-in-law, doing business, from being looked down upon by poor relatives, to getting rich later, step by step towards a wealthy family.

Weicheng traveled to a prosperous and powerful country. It was a dilapidated family outside the suburbs of Nanshan County. After the separation, they went from doing business to being a peddler and wholesaler.

Time Traveling Gong V Gentle and Capable Brother Shou

His family is poor.

Sit and wait for a slap in the face.

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Eshwar is the name of the author who transmigrated into his own novel after his death. Eshwar’s death was caused by his own magic which he had yet to control. Why? because I didn't think I would seriously die!!!!

Anyway.... my novel's protagonist is a selfish person. why you ask? because I wrote him and I wanted him to be like me. Muhahahaha, ha.

I reincarnated into my novel!

and that to as a villain who dies in the first half, will I stand still and die?

Of course not, I may have reincarnated as a villain but its not like I will live like he did.

I'll live my life as I want! and kill all the other villains.

Why? because I love the world I created, hahaha, ha.... (real reason: I love to fight.), who else will get the chance to look at the world they have created?

System I created is messed up for some reason and is doing everything on its own!!???

we'll see how it turns out with everything messed up, well(sigh...)

Oh, but because i have reincarnated as a villain, I got a new problem and that is,

I'm handsome (sparkles), I have to say, handsome people have their own problems.

...[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.