MTL - Royal Road Qingtian - Chapter 1366 no, no

It has been more than ten years since he was transported to another world. The protagonist Deris Fahrenheit, who has became a magician with special circumstances, was freely enjoying his life in this world. However, a girl appeared before him and asked him to make her his disciple. That girl seems to be a transported person――

It’s a story of him who becomes the girl’s teacher and trains her to achieve her revenge (?) in otherworld.

The lost daughter of the Liu family, Liu Feng, has been found. The whole family looks down on her.

Liu Feng only had a small house in the countryside. She had a poor widow’s mother and a stingy brother. She usually lived by herself doing small business.

When Liu Feng was brought back, everyone was laughing at him.

“She’s far worse than her younger sister. Does she really think she’s the eldest daughter? She’s just a scapegoat.”

“She’s just a poor girl from the countryside. She should be laughing to death to be able to marry a young master from a Lower Nine Flows Family!”

However, Liu Feng’s series of actions stunned everyone.

Her so-called widowed mother was actually a famous lady in Paris, and millions of people would go crazy just to see her.

Her so-called stingy brother was actually the chairman of a corporation with hundreds of millions of contracts. He held the power of life and death.

The small house that she called home was actually the best villa in Washington. The property rights were all under her name.

What she meant by doing a small business was actually investing in stocks, and she was the new stock god with a net worth of 100 billion…

Everyone: “Where’s the girl from the countryside?!”

After Liu Feng broke off the engagement.

Everyone questioned, “She definitely won’t be able to get married!”

Liu Feng married the powerful Third Young Master Gu.

Everyone gritted their teeth. “She definitely won’t have a happy marriage!”

Liu Feng was someone that Third Young Master Gu treasured.

Everyone was in despair. “She will definitely not receive Third Young Master Gu’s care!”

Third Young Master Gu said, “Madam Gu, it’s getting cold. You should wear more clothes.”

She was a supreme prodigy, and he just so happened to be her match.

Persona:

Liu Feng: Omnipotent girl, beautiful valiant, with many alternate identities.

Gu Duo: Mysterious, powerful, handsome, rich, devoted.

Grim Reaper

Pursue the power of waves, keep company with the darkness, practice thunder and lightning waves, I am the ‘Emperor of Heaven’

Honing the power of blood, fighting with madness, becoming a blood demon and killing the sky, I am the “devil god”

…………

Traveling into the world of the god of death, with the template of a dnf ghost swordsman, since the god of death has a king, and the destroyer has a king, then I will become the king of the void!

Asura, Berserker, Devil May Cry, Sword Soul, Sword Shadow, Dark Warrior, Wandering Warrior, Demon Contractor, Sword Rider, Dark Templar, all of them are me!

I am the ancient apostle, the God of Death in the Tower of Delusion, the Void King of the Tower of Despair, I am…

In the beginning!

The vest flow in this book, the behind-the-scenes flow, although the plot line started two thousand years ago, it will quickly transition to the plot

- Description from novelbuddy

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”