MTL - Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness - Chapter 53 The end of cultivation is mining

“Crobat I choose you” said KogaStrength : Elite levelAs our new Ash/Oliver saw this he is feeling nostalgicNow that he thinks about it should he choose Pikachu or Charmander?************This is a translation of Pokemon : Wisdom series

Having been reincarnated, Shen Changqing became a member of the Great Qin's Demon-Subduing Division during an era infested with Demon Evils and rampant Strange Monsters—After slaying a Ghostly Level Fiend, his Pure Yang Technique reached Perfection!After slaying a Resentment Level Monster, his Heavenly Martial Gang Qi reached Perfection!After slaying a powerful Demon Evil, he broke through his own limits!After slaying—Years later, Shen Changqing became the Defender of the Human Clan, and all sorts of Demon Evils and Strange Monsters bowed their heads in submission!“As long as I live, the Human Clan shall not perish!”

They are childhood sweethearts, they are engaged under the family’s scheme, and they have to live in the same room and sleep together.

That night, she was accidentally drunk, and he kissed her in a fascinating mood,. By accident, his “crime” was finally discovered, she accused him, but he said with a smile, “You are my wife, why can’t I kiss you?”

The two people’s daily routine is full of bickering, mutual hate.

He said that he disliked her. Actually, In his heart, he was extremely caring of her. When she was close to other boys, he was so jealous that he wants to tie her to his side and become exclusively his.

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”