The Maknae Has to Be an Idol - Chapter 109

The King of Hell sentences you to death by midnight, but I can ensure that you live past morning.

The young man, Qin Lang, received the inheritance of a poison school by chance. He uses poison to kill people, uses poison to save people and he uses poison to chase beauties. With body of ancient extinct poison and a body of a martial artist, he walks around the city, and wanders around in the underworld.

- Description from Novelupdates

In the spirit of no strategy, Luo Chenyu has been running around in various worlds, live broadcasts counterattacks and slaps his face, and he wants to take the system to the “peak of Tongsheng”.

But later…

The soft cute little milk dog opened her innocent and clear eyes and looked at her eagerly: Sister, I will be obedient~

The sensitive and suspicious prince put the sword against her neck: You can only compensate me for so many years of cruel torture!

The sickly and perverted demon king gently stroked her face: No matter if you go up to the sky, go down to the yellow spring, or live in the sky, you can only stay by my side.

The overbearing monarch put the phoenix seal on both hands: I am willing to risk the world and marry you! Would you like to share this great country with me?

Luo Chenyu: …

Climb all for Grandpa!

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Someone was secretly jealous, and finally couldn’t help blocking her in the corner.

The face of the ruthless tyrant has a pair of cute furry ears.

“You touched my ear, but you have to be responsible for me…”

Luo Chenyu: Her boss is so cute, it’s terrible!

- Description from novelbuddy

Upon traversing through time, Divine Doctor Qi Yu became a foolish Princess, the kind doomed to be entombed alongside her husband. Fortunately, her medical skills were exceptional. With a unique secret technique, she fished a certain Prince out of his coffin and performed a spectacle of raising the “dead.”Everyone said that after dying once, the Qi Family's useless Second Miss seemed to have transformed into someone else. Not only did she punch pure lotuses and kick duplicitous teas, but she also possessed the Resurrection Technique and mastered all sorts of martial arts, turning the entire capital city upside down.All the civil and military officials of the court begged the Prince to divorce his wife, yet the Prince, with an expressionless face, retorted, “The one spoiled by this Prince, if you can't stand it, just suck it up.”

I found myself in a parallel universe, awakening as a male priest. Everything seemed perfect; after all, as a healer, specializing in aiding women should pose no issue, right? However, I couldn’t help but wonder about some peculiar spells in my repertoire.

Firstly, what in the world is the “Instantaneous Outbreak of Acute Gastroenteritis” spell? And don’t even get me started on the “Osteoporosis” spell. What purpose could these serve in my healing endeavors? The confusion only deepened with spells like “Blood Burn,” “Gradual Freeze,” and “Mental Chaos.” Can I still peacefully focus on healing women with such ominous abilities?

Comparing my spells to those of other professions, I couldn’t help but notice the stark contrast. Mages wield “Doomstorm” and “Ice Age,” swordsmen boast “Sword Rain: Homecoming” and “Wind-Cutter Slash,” while archers showcase “Arrow Rain: Shooting Stars” and “Storm Arrow.” Yet, my ultimate spells are disturbingly named “Cancer Cell Proliferation,” “T-Virus Infection,” and “Rabies Outbreak.”

In the midst of it all, a certain character, some crying girl, laments, “Noooo, I just took a bath, who would have thought that I would become infected!”

Meanwhile, a villain chillingly asks, “Do any of you know what it feels like to burst apart while spouting blood? No! You don’t know!”

Even a boss character confesses, “Dear family, who can understand? I just took a nap, and when I woke up, I suddenly found that I have no kidneys!”