Escape the Infinite Chambers - Chapter 14: Escaping the Ghost Ship (I)

Xie Yunshu’s father, who was made a marquis because of his military exploits, finally thought of taking the two of them and their grandmother to the capital. She was still in her mother’s womb when her father left home to join the army, but now she is a seventeen-year-old girl.

It is said that in the Hou’s Mansion in the capital, his father had a county magistrate, Ping’s wife, and a pair of children born of him and Ping’s wife. County owner Ping’s wife’s mother’s family is powerful, but Xie Yunshu’s mother is just a peasant girl.

After crossing, Xie Yunshu smiled slightly, we have the melon eating system in hand, we know everything, everyone is good, if it is not good, then try it!

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Leisurely on the fairy road, the sword points to longevity.

At first, Chu Yu thought that she had transmigrated into a typical ancient housefighting novel. And all she had to do was grow up and get married quickly, and then, it would be perfect if her husband died and no one cared about her. Who would have thought that when she walked out of the backyard, she found out, hoho, this is a xianxia with a genius female protagonist- her eldest sister. Her eldest sister, Chu Qiong, had the golden finger of an immortal mansion. Her second sister, Chu Fan, who was suspected of being transmigrated from the same world as her (Captain Chu?), had a golden finger as well.

And she, a cannon fodder, the little Chu Yu, having poor qualifications and a short lifespan, vowed that she will never give up and be ridiculed!

She will fight against fate! Live long!

Strive to live until the end of the world, and live longer than deities.

Fortunately, she got a book of exercises that can be automatically practiced.

Fortunately, she can sell goods across all dimensions and accumulate resources.

Fortunately, she has two lovely sisters who will never give up on her, and think that she is prodigal.

The road to self-cultivation is extremely cruel, and many amazing and talented people fall halfway, but the three sisters want to see the scenery at the peak of this immortal road.

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Earth's youth, Chen Jichuan, tragically dies in a car accident and is transmigrated into an Immortal Hero world, obtaining the Supreme Skill: [Dao Fruit].Everything starts from ‘Dao Fruit’...

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.