Endless Evolution: Last Star - Chapter 361 Midnight Crystal (Part 86)

Ruan Qiuqiu had transmigrated into a cannon fodder that had the same name as her in the novel, Sweet Pampering in Ancient Times: Demon King Husband, Please Spare Me

Right now, there were two paths before her:

Option 1: Continue playing the role of the supporting female character. After a few rounds of being faceslapped by the female lead, she would die tragically in the beast tide.

Option 2: For the sake of the tribe having enough salt, marry the wolf tribe’s former chief, a fierce wolf demon that was disfigured, crippled, and possibly had personality issues.

Ruan Qiuqiu chose the second option without hesitation. She rather go live a peaceful and ambitious-free life than compete with the female lead over some guy.

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Due to a mishap, Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who had the blood of fiends in him, had become disfigured, crippled, and blind.

He was on the verge of death and his tribe had abandoned him. When he fell to the state of being so hungry that he was gnawing on ice…

The young bride, who his tribe had exchanged 300 catties of salt for, carefully walked to his side and covered his ugly damaged body with an animal hide.

She softly called him, “Husband?”

[Pop text, no abuse, strong women, group pets! 】

After Ruan Qi became popular.

Black powder: No matter how beautiful, there is no culture.

In the afternoon, the highest academic institution of China issued a blog-to introduce, the youngest doctoral supervisor of our school, Professor Ruan Qi.

Heifen: What is the purpose of Chao Xueba Ren? Finally, he had to bow his head to the gold master.

On the second day, Ruan Qi appeared at the International Economic Conference and signed the famous brand-Chairman of Qimu Pharmaceutical Group.

Black powder: Earn so much money, I don’t know how to contribute to the country.

Three days later, the official press release-the latest nuclear submarine came out, thanks to the chief designer Ruan Qi and all R&D members!

Fans:…

Can’t afford it, goodbye.

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After getting married, a reporter asked Xi Jiu: How did you get to Goddess Ruan, Jiuye?

Xi Jiu opened a diary silently.

Wife Chasing Diary:

1. Make a list for your baby.

2. Vote for the baby.

Three, support for the baby.

Fourth, the baby’s movie must be reserved.

5. Join the Baby Support Club.

…As everyone knows, Goddess Ruan has a universe-level rich and iron fan-Xi Jia Jiu Ye, Xi Jiu!

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