MTL - For My Sister, I Became the World Boss - Chapter 117

After chasing the novel “Fei Bai”, Tao Jingyi was wailed by the setting that the hero is the villain.
Until she transmigrated into Su Xiyan, the heroine’s tendon broken with sixteen swords in this book, she really cried.

In the original book setting:
In front of people, he is a gentleman who is dignified and gentle like jade, the “double master of piano and sword”;
Empress, he is a ruthless and frightening “ghost boy”;

Duan Feibai, who is both the hero and the villain, has always taken revenge and paid back a hundredfold,
So in the original book, Su Xiyan was made into a doll after being shaved 160 times by Duan Feibai!

Tao Jingyi: Forget it, I’d better escape for a while.
Hey, but why did the hero collapse after seeing her “dead”?
What the hell is the “beloved wife” on the tomb?
It must be that she is reading the novel in the wrong posture!

Tao Jingyi (beeping in a low voice): Hey, hero, your design is broken!
Duan Feibai (voice hoarse): There are more severe collapses, do you want to try?

What to read:
1. The heroine is soft and sweet (silly and sweet?)
2. There are big men in women’s clothing haunting
3. There are other travelers

Content tags: Enmity between the rivers and lakes, a match made in heaven, traveling through time and space, wearing books
Search keywords: Protagonist: ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:

- Description from novelbuddy

Violet skies, a world undergoing massive changes, a deficient moon, interlinking voids…

Lu Yao strayed into a small pixel game where he played the role of a god, but found that this game was connected to a world of different dimensions.

The [sacrifice] in the game will enter reality, and the [gift] he gave can also reach the game world.

As a trainee god, he can’t do much except create various natural disasters.

Until he gritted his teeth and revived a supermodel apostle, the gameplay changed a bit…

- Description from novelbuddy

“Are you my knight?” The silver-haired youth looked at the blonde girl before him and asked, his cheeks flushed red. This was their first encounter when he was only ten years of age.

“Are you my bride?” He held her in his arms, embraced the girl who had accompanied him for ten years straight. He was sixteen years of age.

“Are you my king?” He knelt before the throne, smiling foolishly as he looked at the girl holding the sword victoriously. At this moment, he looked like the boy he was when they first met.

“I’m fine without having eyes for you. The entirety of Camelot is for your taking.” Smiling soft and gently, he gave his eyes to the girl who lost her eyes due to the curse of the red dragon. He doesn’t regret it, he thinks. He was twenty years of age.

“So… Arthur… Artoria Pendragon, are you willing… are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?” His voice was soft and clear as he reached out to touch her hand.

This was their legend.

- Description from Novelupdates