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Wang Xuanzhi approached Li Xiange quietly, and the eternal kingdom also enveloped him.

The corner of Wang Xuanzhi's mouth raised strangely, the snow-haired woman always felt that Li Xiange was going to be unlucky.

Because of Wang Xuanzhi's black-bellied character, it is absolutely impossible to let Li Xiange go so easily.

In my eternal kingdom, "I am the king, and in the same way, I can create Samsara, and create a simulation of your life."

Wang Xuanzhi opened his mouth, waved his hand, and a black Samsara Avenue appeared strangely.

Of course, this Samsara Avenue is only in the eternal kingdom, after all, Wang Xuanzhi has not really mastered the Samsara Avenue.

The black circle imprisoned Li Xiange and enveloped him in it. Li Xiange only felt a strange force descending on his mind.

Then, his body was degrading unconsciously, becoming smaller and smaller, turning into a primitive state—the state of a small tadpole.

Li Xiange panicked, and hurriedly urged his own Wanbao Taoist body.

But no matter how he urged, the treasure light bloomed, and it was of no avail.

Because this is the eternal kingdom, Wang Xuanzhi is the ruler of the eternal kingdom.

Li Xiange turned into a baby appearance, and Wang Xuanzhi stood aside, changing all the surrounding scenes.

This area of ​​hundreds of feet has turned into an ordinary town.

Wang Xuanzhi seemed to have thought of something, with a smile in his eyes.

No matter how he smirked, Wang Xuanzhi was the ancestor when it came to pretending to be slapped in the face.

After all, he is the protagonist of destiny.

The surrounding scene has changed.

Wang Xuanzhi's body has also changed.

He became a storyteller in the town, and Li Xiange turned into a baby and fell to the ground.

Wang Xuanzhi looked at the direction of a family's baby's cry with a smile in his eyes, and said to himself, "Today, what I want to talk about is a new chapter."

"Chapter 1, The Birth of Waste."

These few words confirm the birth of this man.

Sure enough, not long after birth, I couldn't walk and only cried.

What to eat and what to leave, what to eat and what to leave.

Among the big families in that small town, he became a useless son.

People in the town hated him.

Months passed and the baby grew, but it was so ugly it was almost invisible.

In that restaurant, Wang Xuanzhi continued to tell stories.

"Chapter 2, bad baby."

Even the members of the family who had hope for him, finally saw the child's appearance. When he was three years old, he couldn't speak, and could only eat, so he couldn't help being disappointed.

10 years have passed.

The previous baby has grown into an adult and has become a teenager.

Most of the people in the town have cultivation qualifications, but for some reason, they just don't have the cultivation qualifications.

Even with Heavenly and Mortal Treasures, his Realm still didn't go up, didn't make any progress.

Everyone in the family was anxious and wanted to see what happened to his physique.

All the famous teachers invited, but all of them couldn't see his physical condition.

In the end, everyone came to a conclusion that this child is a waste.

Wang Xuanzhi became famous by explaining his own stories and became a famous storyteller in the town, famous for the town.

However, the story he told was too similar to that of the young master in this town, so he took it in a veiled way to save some trouble.

"Go on, go on, what's going on with this kid?"

"It's like this in adolescence, so will it improve in middle age?"

"We are looking forward to it. Yes, I will reward you with a hundred taels of silver, and continue talking."

The readers below are looking at Wang Xuanzhi expectantly, waiting for Wang Xuanzhi's next post.

Because what Wang Xuanzhi said seems to confirm the life of the waste boy in the small town.

As long as Wang Xuanzhi said it, then the trash boy will follow the trajectory of Wang Xuanzhi.

"Chapter 3, called Mo bullying the young poor."

"Chapter 4, called Mo bullying the middle-aged and poor."

"Chapter 5, called Don't Bully the Old and the Poor."

"Next, I will explain it to everyone in one breath."

Wang Xuanzhi patted the eye-catching on the table, shook the folding fan lightly, and continued to speak.

From time to time, it is perfectly matched with the waste boy in the small town.

He was unqualified in his youth, and in middle age, the family wanted him to take over the family business, but his bad business acumen quickly lost all the property the family had entrusted to him.

But he was still ambitious, shouting all day, "Don't bully middle-aged and poor, one day I'll get ahead."

But is this really the case?

In the decades that followed, it gradually grew older.

In his mouth, he still shouted every day, "Don't bully the old to be poor, don't bully the old to be poor."

His words and deeds completely confirmed what Wang Xuanzhi said.

It made Wang Xuanzhi famous in this town, but he was also attacked and killed by that family.

Because in their opinion Wang Xuanzhi is a crow's mouth, so Wang Xuanzhi should be removed.

But no matter what they did, Wang Xuanzhi survived unscathed.

On the second day, they continued to tell stories in the restaurant, which made them puzzled.

The restaurant is the power of the City Lord's Mansion.

It's not that they say they want to get rid of it.

This matter, had no choice but to give up.

Seeing that these people wanted to get rid of themselves, but they were at peace, Wang Xuanzhi smiled and continued to talk about his storytelling.

He opened his mouth and said, "The next chapter is to leave ominously and fall into a ditch to die."

"Chapter 7, the vibration of the coffin board."

"Chapter 8, The Tomb Robber's Cry."

"Chapter 9, the bones of the wilderness and the disgust of wild dogs."

Wang Xuanzhi told the rest of the story in one breath.

And what happened next, as Wang Xuanzhi said, was word for word, right at every point.

His tragic life spread throughout the town and became a laughing stock in the town.

And the simulation of this life has left a great shadow on the man's heart.

After all this was over, the surrounding scene was transformed back to its original appearance.

Inexplicable meaning flashed in the man's eyes, "How can there be such a waste of life?"

The snow-haired woman on the side witnessed the panorama and looked at Wang Xuanzhi as if looking at Devil's eyes.

I never thought that Wang Xuanzhi could simulate the life of other people and copy it completely.

And it was still following Wang Xuanzhi's order and proceeding.

That life was too tragic, too tragic.

If it was her life, she would rather die than live to old age.

From birth to death, they are looked down upon as trash.

Even the bones that were turned into after death were disliked by wild dogs, what a tragic reminder.

Li Xiange's Dao heart only felt like he was about to collapse. He looked at Wang Xuanzhi as if he were looking at Devil, and kept retreating, his face flushed red like a pig's liver.

He shouted quickly, "You are the devil, you are the devil!"

"It shouldn't be. As the protagonist of destiny who came from across, how could I be defeated by you? Is the script wrong?"

With the collapse of his Supreme law, it means that he lost this battle.

A burst of light enveloped him and sent him out.