A Royal Mismatch: The Trouble with Prince Charming - Chapter 259: CHOKING

Officer, if I told you this just was a “Healing-type Game,” would you believe me?

Li Yang obtains a Magic Jar that can fulfill desires.But the way it fulfills desires is horrifying....A disfigured Female Streamer wants to become beautiful and turns into an enchanting Enchanting Demon.A man seriously injured while saving someone wishes not to die and becomes an immortal Vampire.A Daoist of a Daoist Temple that was demolished wants to learn magic and becomes a Hell Sorcerer proficient in Techniques.Everyone's desires are fulfilled in a twisted way.

Song Changming is a Fire Patrolman in the Patrol Armor Bureau. He has a special system which enables his Lifespan to increase everyday. Initially, he had no great ambitions. After accumulating a hundred years of lifespan while lying low, he only wanted to rise step by step in the Patrol Armor Bureau, to live better in glory and wealth.As for practicing martial arts or pursuing the Tao, all these began when he threw away that ring in which lives an old spirit.

After the State Preceptor was struck by lightning for her careless words, she transmigrated to the world two thousand years later. Penniless, the State Preceptor begins telling fortunes to earn money:Netizen: “I've been having constant bad luck lately, what's going on?”Shen Zhiyao: “Your son is using a Curse Technique on you.”Netizen: “Why are my clothes missing every morning when I wake up?”Shen Zhiyao: “Your dad is streaking in the underworld! And you still expect to wear clothes?”Netizen: “What's the deal with my roommate who sits at the head of my bed every morning as soon as she wakes up?”Shen Zhiyao: “Because she's always dreaming of her lover! She's in heat!”Child of Destiny: “Streamer, I just went to climb a mountain and ended up with crippled legs, what should I do?”Shen Zhiyao: “It's because you were so vile as to piss on someone's grave.”Afterwards, Shen Zhiyao stormed into the entertainment industry with her fortune-telling.Those who had once framed her now knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, begging Shen Zhiyao: “Grand Ancestress, I'm begging you, please tell my fortune!”“Hmm... It depends on my mood!”