PREVIEW

... his teeth.

“I have no other choice,” Guan Ling said with his eyes lowered.

you don’t have any power, but my family does. As long as you say the word, I will do everything I can to put that scumbag in jail.

Guan Ling frowned. the Xu family is powerful. Let’s forget about it. This matter ends here.

what? ” Xu Yan looked at her in disappointment. are you afraid of the Xu family, or are you after their compensation? ”

Guan Ling looked at him with a bone-chilli ...

YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
Heavenly StarChapter 556
 288.1k
3.0/5(votes)
XianxiaMartial ArtsHaremXuanhuan

A mysterious teenager who had lost his past, awakened in Tianlong Continent. Mistaken as the Ye family’s Son, he used this identity to observe this chaotic world and to search for his past self, but only to find an inevitable and terrible fate, therefore he indignantly laughed at his destiny, and revealed his prowess to rule the lands under the heavens.

MTL - So I Am A Demon Descendent!~ End of testimonials!
 36.2k
3.3/5(votes)
Slice Of LifeXuanhuan

When Li Xianyu was 20 years old, he received his father’s inheritance, an 18-year-old great-grandmother who was incredibly beautiful.

Li Xianyu: “Great-Grandma, why are you so young?”

Great-Grandma: “That’s because I died when I was 18 years old.”

- Description from Novelupdates

Tales of Herding GodsChapter 1839
 781.8k
3.7/5(votes)
MysteryComedyActionHarem

There’s an ancient saying in Great Ruins, ‘Don’t go outside when it’s dark.’

MTL - The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria’s Mandate of Heavenv3 Chapter 79 Archduke Karl
 157k
3.3/5(votes)
HistoricalMilitary

Let someone else go to war, you, lucky Austria, go get married! What the god of war can give you, the god of love can also give you.

The smoke of the Napoleonic Wars has dissipated, and the Vienna system that once brought peace to Europe is riddled with holes. Beneath the seemingly peaceful appearance, there is a vortex of the times with undercurrents, the tranquility before the storm.

The air is filled with the steaming mist of sweat, and the choking black smoke makes it hard to breathe. On the elegant dining table, a group of soldiers and fat men in suits are pushing each other, feasting on the feast called the world, hanging on the wall Van Gogh’s self-portrait with waltz in his ears.

Suddenly the music turned into a march, and the picture also turned to the battlefield. Soldiers marched in a neat line, walking towards the machine gun barbed wire.

A shell fell on the ground, and after the smoke passed, countless cavalry rushed to the artillery position.

Accompanied by a loud noise, a wooden plane flew close to the ground, then pulled up rapidly, broke through the clouds, and shone brightly.

- Description from novelbuddy