I Don’t Want To Defy The Heavens - Chapter 632 - Life Is Tough

In a parallel world filled with pet beasts, people tame, train, evolve, and trade beasts.

[Cross-species top love]
Don’t just pick up a strange woman and go home for the night, something will happen.
Qi Wenxi regrets it now.
The poor woman she kindly brought home is not as innocent and harmless as the surface,
On the contrary, the other party is very abnormal and everything is unknown.
The skin is cold, the voice is low, full of wildness, and it likes to eat raw food.
Even more like staring at her, sticking to her, touching her.
As spring approaches, all things recover.
Qi Wenxi found that the way the woman looked at her started to look wrong.

Qi Wenxi couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to escape, but he couldn’t escape at all. “Don’t look at me with such strange eyes, okay?”
Jing Lian stared at her with deep eyes: “As a partner, you must do your job well.”
Professor Qi: “…When did I become your partner?”
Whale: “If you’re shy, I’ll take you to the deep sea, where no one is there, you can let go.”
Qi Wenxi’s face was pale, does she want to dedicate her first time to this savage killer whale? !
…

[She is the abyss, the beast, and the sweetheart who is most tender to you. 】

Instructions for reading:
1. One of the female protagonists is the ancestor of the deep-sea overlord killer whale, S+ class staring at his wife and crazy, possessive, hungry and thirst.
2. Lack of love and acting skills to send a sick and charming ancestor & a veteran professor who is cold on the outside and soft on the inside [mild social fear]
3. This article is a two-way sweet pet, Su Shuang, 1v1, slow heat, micro-hunting
4. Pay attention to the scarf: Xia Suxi
5. Enter V on January 27, please support the genuine version.

Content tags: Qiangqiang, a soft spot, near the water tower, sweet text
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[Warning: Mature content R-18 ]My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre.As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade, a masterpiece of folded steel, dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however, they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon.Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic.Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated:“[Project God Executioner has been activated.]”“[Accept?]” the voice asked.With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise, not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.