MTL - Call Me God of War - Chapter 60

Other people’s Alliance Heads are unrivaled in the lands, with an incomparable domineering air. With a shake of their arm they could cause a thousand waves to ripple throughout Jianghu.Tang Doudou practically wants to flip the table!Cook, warm the bed, warm the bed, cook… She’s completely been caught up in a goddamned cycle!After she finishes she still has to ask a phrase of husband-sama are you pleased?Uncle could endure but Auntie can’t endure!“Wife has worked hard. A moment in the spring night is worth a thousand pounds of gold, when we get home this husband will give you a massage!” This demonically charming black-bellied man’s phoenix eyes flashed as he smiled with a completely harmless expression.Tang Doudou looked to the sky speechless, …

A group of dragons are watching “Game of Thrones” day and night

Chen An traveled to the world of cultivating immortals, and his cultivation talent was extremely poor. He was stuck in the third level of Qi refining for many years and could not make further progress.

Seeing that there is no hope of cultivating immortality, he chooses to return to ordinary life, and marries a wife to enjoy the ordinary happiness.

As a result, on the night of their marriage, they returned to the fairyland overnight.

It turned out that marrying a wife and enjoying ordinary pleasures was his way to become a fairy, and it could directly save him thousands of years of detours.

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...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.