Cold Night

Qin Feng was an undefeatable divine master. He was reincarnated 3000 years ago and back to his wife and daughter.
At that time, Qin Feng had just partnered up with his friend to start a company. He was deep in debt and lived through the day by consuming an insane amount of alcohol.
His cute daughter was completely disappointed in him and his wife wanted a divorce.
Now that he had a chance to live that life once again, he wanted to stop doing things that he had once regretted.
He wanted to protect his wife and daughter, and give them the happy life they should have got years ago.
He did not care if he would not become the Qingyun Immortal again. All he wanted was to let his wife and daughter see hope, to bring back his broken family, and correct the mistakes he had made. For those, he was willing to sacrifice everything. And he would, because his past experience as the Qingyun Immortal in the cultivation world had granted him with unpredictably magical skills to deal with all the barriers he might have run into on the way to his goal.

Super Cultivator Daddy

    Time passed by as the car honked again. Finally, ten minutes had passed. The bald tycoon wanted to see that the ten minutes had just passed. He laughed loudly and said, ""Kid, you lost? Your people aren't here yet, so your wife is mine now."


  The surrounding people also sighed. This kid was simply courting death. Now, not only did he lose his soldiers, but he also lost his wife.


  The people in the live broadcast room were also in an uproar. Half of them were scolding Qin Feng, while the other half were scolding Baldy. However, no matter what, they could not change everything. They could only watch helplessly as everything happened.


   tell your wife to come with me obediently and I'll forget about today's matter. Otherwise, take out 12 million Yuan immediately.  The bald man urged again. He was already impatient.


  Qin Feng looked at the time and was a little surprised. What was going on today? Lu Beichuan had always been very efficient, but he was late today.


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