How I Accidentally Married a Billionaire - Chapter 142 -

Dante was an ageless warlock who had been going from one battle to another for hundreds of years.Following a chaotic encounter with an evil god, Dante unintentionally activates a contract with a demon, thrusting him into the modern world.Resolved to live a peaceful life, his intentions are halted when he finds himself in the middle of a conflict among rival mafia factions—dabbling with the ominous demonic magic that he knows best.

Su Bai has crossed over!

A Chinese teenager living in Argentina!

With the addition of the live football system, he will be given full-level shooting power and full-level body balance at the beginning!

A Boca Juniors Super Su Bai appeared.

On the flank, he rampaged like a tank, and all kinds of unreasonable bursts made Argentina tremble!

Tottenham, who just sold Bale at a sky-high price, wants to replace Bale in the Premier League with Su Bai.

Dortmund’s Klopp saw that Su Bai also wanted to let Su Bai join his youth storm!

Just in European football in 2013!

A super Su Bai appeared.

All kinds of crazy sideways overtaking and burst shots made them exclaim that a monster appeared in football!

Real Madrid spent 100 million to buy Bale, but they were beaten and cried by a teenager from Argentina!

On the night when Barcelona was bloodbathed by Su Bai, Messi was not sad. He watched Su Bai excitedly begging Su Bai to join the Argentine national team!

In 2014, he wanted Su Bai to take him to the Hercules Cup!

- Description from novelbuddy

Yan Ting: Life is no fun. What is the difference between life and death?

Li Zhao: Life is very happy.

The world in Yan Ting’s heart was very grey until he met Li Zhao. He thought this must be the liveliest person in the world. Otherwise, how could Li Zhao be so lively in his heart every day?

Very happy x Unhappy.

Warm text with entertainment circle elements.

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Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.