MTL - Once Upon a Time In Hollywood - Chapter 406 Projects under Love and Kill

# pretendtobeafool # emperor # koi

# femaleleadisacutebaby

The Great Qi’s emperor had been hoping for a daughter, but he got 28 sons instead! This tyrant went to the altar and prayed, saying that if he could get a daughter, he would never kill indiscriminately again and would give peace to the world! To everyone’s surprise, Heaven actually agreed! Ten months later, Qi’s only princess, Gu Nuo’er, was born with tremendous luck.

Starting her life surrounded by cunning ministers, being targeted by enemy nations, and in a world filled with natural disasters, the little princess waved her hand and indicated that she wasn’t afraid! With her great luck, she helped her tyrant father clean up the imperial court, pleased the women in the harem, and brought good luck to everyone around her. Slowly, she became a dear princess treasured by all.

Tyrant father: The throne is Nuo’er’s cradle. I can even give her the entire nation if she wills it!

Prince brothers: We’re handsome, talented, and rich, but we won’t marry. We’ll use our life to pamper our sister!

Minister uncles: Whoever bullies our princess shall not blame us for besieging them and eradicating their existence!

By the time Nuonuo was all grown up, everyone realized that the youth who grew up with her had been eyeing her for the longest time now…

Green-eyed wolf boy, Ye Siming: Dearest Nuonuo, I’ll wreak havoc in the families of those who made you cry, and take the lives of those who hurt you. If you like, my life is yours too.

For three years, Finn Taylor is utterly humiliated. He has endured everything from physical beatings to verbal abuse. For three long years, he has gone by only one identity—the useless matrilocal son-in-law of the Larson family. But this life as he knows it is about to be turned upside-down as he reclaims his position as the head of Peregrine Hall.

If you are good enough, why don’t you fly to the heavens, and rise side by side with the sun?

This is about a girl who played using a male character, carefully building up her strength, guarding her wallet to one day be able to sponsor her male idol.

This is the story of a group of mentally insane people.

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Tang Xiao had two wishes so far, the first wish is to sponsor Mu Cheng. The second wish was to help every enemy of Su Muzhe!

Female: Wife, I have died! When I die, hold me tight! That way, the ones who have come for revenge will know that we are a pair!

Male: … …

Everyone: Why aren’t you going to the heavens?!

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Everyday, when Tang Xiao sat at home, she would first, number 1: kiss kiss pat pat and stare contentedly at the collection of naked posters of her male idol Mu Cheng that she had pasted all over her home.

Secondly, she would play online games.

With her male ID, Tang Xiao would cause havoc and uproar all over the game by confessing to girls constantly everyday, murdering all the men and generally, harassing people in public.

Every single time, she raised havoc, a female ID named Su Muzhe would punch her and try to knock her to her senses.

Thus a marriage began between a male ID who had a girl behind it, and a female ID who had a man behind it.

While at the same time, Tang Xiao tried her very best to roll into the sheets of her male idol, not knowing that she was already associated with him in the 2D world.

This is the story of how Tang Xiao was shamelessly bribed by her male idol to marry his character with naked posters of himself, and how every time she announced she wanted to sleep with him, she was punched.

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Oliver Patrick, the Greatest General in Stormfront's history has a secret - a secret not many know. They think that his Iron WIll was built overnight. They know not the path of suffering he walked, as the slave Beam, to reach his destiny as King, and then Emperor.This is that story. A true story, of progress, struggle, hardship and strength. A story of greatness achieved without a system. A story of how one unknown boy's struggle transformed a continent forever.//ExtractThe arm dropped to the floor, as did the head. Spear points raced past the falling corpse as the goblins sought to take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention. But the tide had already shifted. The equilibrium that had kept the battle going for so long was shattered. With no bruiser to take care of their front lines and distract his attention, the goblins in front of him were no match for his speed.He employed his misdirection as he normally might, feigning the same backwards step that he had practised over and over, before leaping forward, catching the goblin off guard, twisting his body to avoid its spear and forcing his blade into its throat.It let out a high-pitched squeal as it dropped its spear and attempted to stem the tide of blood that was spurting from the wound. The goblin next to it squealed too, in fear this time, as its eyes widened, seeing two of its comrades dealt with so easily in quick succession. Beam saw it take a backwards step, as it attempted to turn and run away. But he was on it before it had a chance. He wrapped his arm around its neck and drove a sword through its back.Rather than let the corpse fall to the floor as he normally might, he held onto this one, enduring its death throes. Once life had finally left its body, he shifted it into place as a meat shield. Two arrows thudded against it, almost piercing it straight through. But the time they reached Beam the momentum was entirely gone – though they touched him, they did not even pierce his clothes.Slowly, with his meat shield in place, Beam advanced on the remaining goblins. They both shared a glance with each other as they dared to fire another volley, before turning on their heels and attempting to sprint away.“Stay,” a brief moment of eye contact, and one of the goblins was rooted in place. Beam tossed his shield aside and picked up a spear instead. With a twist of his hips and shoulder, the spear went soaring, impaling the running goblin straight through its stomach. Its bow fell to the ground, as strength left its hands. It then fell to its knees, before falling face down to the floor, pushing the spear back through itself.