My Sect System - Chapter 577 Iii

1. Her husband died in the beast tide in order to save her.
Reborn back to the past, Chu Chu resolutely embarked on the dangerous road to find him
Every time she went to a place where she had heard him speak in a previous life, she would ask the people there: “Have you seen my husband?”
At that time, Luo Ye was only in his early twenties, with a ferocious temperament, indifference and irritability.
When he first found him, he had just finished a battle, sitting on a mountain of white bones with a fierce look on his face, and strangers should not come near
And her nose was sore, and in the terrified eyes of others, she plunged into the arms of the boy who was covered in cold air.
“husband!”

2. Luo Ye has never encountered such a speechless thing in his life
A silly girl suddenly ran over and hugged him and called her husband
He wanted to throw the person away with a cold face, but after seeing the other person’s miserable and crying face, he asked mysteriously, “Why are you crying?”
And gently help her to wipe away her tears
Then those teammates who knew his temperament were stunned, and he was stunned too.

3. I heard that Luo Ye went out and brought back a little girlfriend
Everyone wanted to see what kind of a powerful woman could be able to hold down that bastard Luoye
When they knocked on Luo Ye’s door, the first thing they saw was Team Luo’s irritable and impatient handsome face.
Looking down, they saw a little girl hanging on the chest of Team Luo, who has never been close to women.
Tender hands wrapped around his neck, thin white legs were wrapped around his waist, long hair was swept to one side, and there were still red marks on the exposed white neck.
The girl was still crying and muttering, “You hurt me”
Contrast the cyan in Luoye’s eyes and the stinky face that seems to be dissatisfied
Everyone sent out three consecutive moral questions: Are you an adult? Voluntary? Luo dog, are you human?
Luo Ye was expressionless: Go away.
——
Luo Ye was alone in his previous life. He was betrayed and expelled from the base by the people he trusted. The best brothers died for him.
As a result, I saved someone on the way, so I recruited a sticky spirit for myself.
He has no fixed place to live, and he is on a dangerous road, thinking that the other party will retreat in spite of the difficulties, and she will follow him without flinching if he does not want to go through the wind and snow.
From the clingy spirit full of disgust, to the person he puts on the top of his heart
Even if I forget you, I will remember to love you
[Protecting you is the instinct of the body, and loving you is a sequence engraved into the gene]

A cold boss who doesn’t admit it but is honest in body and mind X A squeamish bag who is very strong but too clingy

Guidelines:
1. A squeamish person may not be coquettish
2. The main emotion, double life, the male protagonist in the early stage has no memory of the previous life
3. Looking for a husband at the beginning, will not meet soon, a dual perspective narration

One sentence introduction: About the fact that my wife will turn into an animal
Purpose: Don’t be afraid of wind and waves, move forward bravely for the goal in your heart
Content tags: Fantasy space Rebirth Doomsday sweet text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Chu Tu, Luo Ye ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:

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They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.

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In her previous life, Jiang Yan's mother was murdered by her stepfather under the guise of celebrating their wedding anniversary with a trip abroad, and Jiang Yan herself, holding a huge inheritance, was locked by him in the basement of a villa and had one of her hands mangled. As natural disasters became more frequent and the apocalypse descended, the stepfather's family, hiding in the villa waiting for the apocalypse to pass, ultimately set their sights on Jiang Yan...With the opening of her eyes, Jiang Yan was reborn three months before the apocalypse. After activating her portable Space and successfully taking her revenge, she, now in possession of a massive amount of funds, started a global shopping spree: yachts, helicopters, off-road RVs, weapons, amphibious boats, necessities for clothing, food, shelter, and transport; everything from five-star delicacies to tasty street food hidden in remote corners... she bought and hoarded them all, bringing everything into her Space!Seeing that there was only one month left, Jiang Yan began a cramming-style learning binge: shooting! Flying planes! Driving boats! Hand-to-hand combat! Agricultural Planting! She even learned how to operate an excavator from the Red Xiang Technical School!In July, a double typhoon that caused seawater backflow starting from Japan marked the beginning of the apocalypse. A super high temperature wave followed right after, sweeping across the globe, along with torrential rains, earthquakes, pest infestations, extreme cold, nuclear contamination, mutation of animals and plants... one natural calamity after another ensued!While others fought over a packet of instant noodles or half a bottle of water, Jiang Yan was leisurely planting vegetables, raising fish, sitting comfortably in her safe house with air conditioning on, and enjoying her hot pot meal~PS. This entire story is fictitious.