Wang Dian passed through. He wore a suit and held a bottle of red wine in his hand. On the left was a group of ferocious generals with swords in their hands, and on the right were civil servants with long robes and wide sleeves.... more>>

They all knelt down and called him “Your Majesty”.

Wang Dian clenched the wine bottle in his hand and shouted at them to rise on their feet.

At the start, it was still okay to be called the emperor. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the bedchamber, he saw a man who looked exactly like himself.

"I didn't know there was such a strange thing in this world." The man raised his eyebrows and smiled.

I originally wanted to go up to the Ninth Heaven to embrace the bright moon, but I didn't expect you to lie drunk on top of the clouds.

-A palace love story of a modern version overbearing president
and an ancient version overbearing president.

-Author: They look exactly the same. <<less

The demon Ning Buwei was haughty and arrogant. With the Suzaku Sword drinking blood in the seventeen states. Everyone in the cultivation world was extremely terrified.... more>>

The Chongzheng Alliance of 120 sects lay a siege, but rather than being defeated, he fell into the Endless River and disappeared.

He woke up by the river, his Suzaku Sword shattered, his cultivation lost, and had an infant in his arms that was crying in hunger.

Ning Buwei was born heartless and having no care of the world, he was about to throw it backhandedly, only to find out that this child was connected to his own blood and was truly his own son.

The expression on the face of the great demon cracked.

After narrowly escaping death, the once formidable demon was busy restoring his cultivation, repairing his precious sword, and…anxiously raising his son.

His son was born with a golden core, but why should he cry or pee, and when he gets angry, a small foot can push his father, who has lost all his cultivation, three zhang away.

The demon has had enough of the hard days of feeding rice paste and changing diapers every day all his life. By chance, he saw the mother’s figure in his son’s sea of consciousness – with a long, slim and graceful body as beautiful as a celestial being. Ning Buwei was sure that she must be very good at changing diapers.

Then Ning Buwei, with a changed appearance, carried his son who was wetting the bed every day, entered the sect where the child’s mother was, and sent the child a thousand miles away.

The taoist number one Wu Shi Sect’s Grand Master Uncle, Chu Jun, was in seclusion for five hundred years. As soon as he left, he was blocked at the entrance of the cave.

Ning Buwei held his son and looked at the cold beauty in front of him who had no cultivation except for his beauty, his expression cracked once again.

The child’s mother is a man.

And it seems he doesn’t know how to change diapers at all. (Priority)

Chu Jun looked at the young disciple in front of him, who had low cultivation, orphaned and helpless. Before he could speak, he was stuffed with a fat child in his arms.

“Your son, “Chu Jun said his first sentence in five hundred years.

“No, it’s your son, ” Ning Buwei was resolute in answering.

Later on.

Ning Buwei: This child’s father has nothing but beauty.

Chu Jun: This child’s father is useless except for being able to eat. <<less

[He stepped through thorns, experienced life and death, and finally put away all the spikes and defenses, returning the remaining bit of gentleness to himself.] ... more>>

Yi Chenliang was conspired against by others, and after his death, he returned to twenty years ago and became another boy.

Twenty years ago, Yi Chenliang was fifteen years old, rebellious, and felt that the whole world owed him.

On a sultry summer afternoon, in a dark alley, Yi Chenliang twenty years later looked at his past self on the ground, who was beaten like a dead dog, and sighed.

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No one has ever loved you, I will love you.

I never loved you before, I came back to love you.

Meeting you, just in time. <<less