The Kidnapped Bride - Chapter 571 - 571 William is a Johnson!

When he woke up, Zhou Sui became a low-level Qi refiner in the world of immortality. Fortunately, he obtained the most precious Gu god bowl, which can refine various Gu insects.

Refining the Spring and Autumn Gu can prolong life and make you immortal.

The refining golden cicada Gu can give birth to dead people, flesh and white bones.

Refining the Dragon Elephant Gu to gain the power of the Dragon Elephant, the body of the Dragon Elephant, and the indestructibility of the King Kong

But the Gu he refined for the first time was the Infatuation Gu.

From then on, he discovered a bright road to cultivation.

The years change, the mountains and rivers change, but I am the eternal Zhou family.

- Description from novelbuddy

After traveling for three years, Lin Yu was drawn into a horror game unexpectedly.

However, he discovered one thing.

The dungeon boss feared by countless players turned out to be the little loli who called her big brother next door.

then.

In the horror hospital, the director of the hospital turned out to be the uncle downstairs who made him and his granddaughter fall in love.

In the bloody slaughterhouse, the existence known as the bloody butcher turned out to be the uncle upstairs who wanted him to be his brother-in-law.

In Changteng Ghost School, the woman who frightens countless students is actually the long-legged sister Yu who invites her to her house for dinner whenever she has nothing to do.

…

Traveling through three years, you told me that this place is actually a horror game world?

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- Description from novelbuddy

All sorts of fantasies, short novels.

Imagination-centered with sci-fi elements.

Light novels, short novels, prose.

A long journey along the endless tracks of life.

Only thought shall free you from loneliness.

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.