Eight years ago, Cui Zuojing passed the final level set by the “Queen” and became the first person to have ever escaped from the Pure White Realm. But his time was frozen forever at the moment he left—the day of his sixteenth birthday.... more>>

Eight years later, he snuck back to that nightmare world and became a “prisoner” for novice player Dong Zheng.

That day, the monsters of the Pure White Realm once again recalled the fear of being dominated by the devil.

Dong Zheng didn’t have any affections for this little devilish youth at first, but with the mutual support of life and death, he gradually realized—Not good. He seems to be… a big shot!

Riding on endless trains, crossing time and space, the white-faced clown at the end of the railway smiled and handed out the invitation letter.

“Welcome to the Pure White Realm! This is the nightmare of the world, a gambler’s paradise. As long as you have enough chips, any wishes can be satisfied. But if you leave before the end of the game, we’ll charge a certain loss-fee. For example, your life!”

“Now then, please show your chips.”

And, like eight years ago, Cui Zuojing didn’t hesitate to bet on his own feelings. <<less

Fu Nianchi transmigrated into a book of Immortal melodrama.... more>>

He is a good-for-nothing young master who only has a good face, and he is about to marry the prince Ye Canglan who is about to die.

However, Fu Nianchi knew that Ye Canglan appeared to be a sick child who coughed up blood three times in one step, but in fact it was Lu Mu Xianzun from the Nine Heavens, who came to the world to overcome this human calamity.

There was only one month left before he died as a cannon fodder.

Fu Nianchi paid attention to everything, and took care of Ye Canglan who was seriously ill in bed, fearing that if the other party raised his hand in a bad way, he would die.

Fu Nianchi wiped Ye Canglan’s body, but accidentally knocked over the basin, and the hot water splashed all over the body of the immortal on the sick bed.

Fu Nianchi’s mind went blank: I’m going to die when it’s over!

However, Ye Canglan got up from the bed and tidied up the bed while vomiting blood: “No, you don’t need to do this job, are your hands burned? Hurry up and have a good rest, don’t worry about my life or death.”

Fu Nianchi:?

Brother, aren’t you a fairy, why are you trembling at me?

2.

Until one day, Fu Nianchi pushed open the door.

I saw Immortal Venerable rolling on the bed, muttering: “Today is the most serious day of mobile phone addiction. I lay on the bed and recited the Great Compassion Mantra desperately. I fanned myself to tears. I really feel like I am possessed by an evil spirit. In this sick world without mobile phones, I’m so lonely, I’m so lonely—”

Then he turned his head and saw Fu Nianchi who was stunned by the door.

Ye Canglan: ……………

Fu Nianchi: ……………

Ye Canglan’s expression became extremely frightened, and he knelt down on the ground with his head in his hands: “I’m sorry, I didn’t say anything, please don’t kill me!”

Fu Nianchi: “Huh???”

3.

Fu Nianchi: “So, I am the protagonist of your book?”

Ye Canglan nodded: “Yes, you are the sinner who masters arcane magic in the world of Xianxia. In the future, you will challenge the entire Nine Heavens with a magic wand in your hand, and gather spiritual energy from mountains and rivers to open the door to other worlds. From then on, monsters will run rampant and the way of heaven will be destroyed. ”

#Everyone thinks that I can destroy the world, but I can only eat big melons with Avada#

One transmigrated into an immortal novel, and the other transmigrated into fantasy novels, magic to cultivate immortals, which is very good.

It turns out that both of us are Long Aotian.

#You said we can use magic and fairy power to create a mobile phone# <<less