Moon Lovers: Bound by Blood and Revenge - Chapter 16 A Knight To The Rescue

On Halloween, editor-in-chief Fang, who is used to being No. 1, was beaten by a perverted QJ wearing a pumpkin mask.
Consider yourself unlucky, but why is this pumpkin pervert still relying on him?
Black-bellied loyal dog attack VS narcissism and fertilization, brother-in-law X brother-in-law
Hunting for strange directions, pure nonsense, silly sweet and white, in the new year, cool and thunderous is the author.

Content tags: happy friends sweet text

Search keywords: Protagonist: Wang Qi, Fang Shiqing ┃ Supporting roles: Zheng Qiuyang, Yuan Rui, Fang Mingyu, Wang Chao ┃ Others: Nian Shang, attack and transfer

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The story of a returnee who lived in the world of martial arts for 20 years and plays games instead of hunting monsters.Summary:[TS] Martial Arts Returnee’s Game Broadcast follows a martial artist who, after returning to modern society and undergoing a gender transformation, becomes a game streamer. The story mixes martial arts with gaming and live-streaming elements in a contemporary fantasy setting.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”

Cal was the pride of his guild, the one that other Initiates looked up to. Then he died. So did his guild.His understanding of the world shattered before his death. His guild was nothing compared to others, which meant he was the best of the worst.When Cal was given a second chance, he wouldn’t repeat his mistakes. Who cared about being a [Mage] when it would just mean death? He would survive, even if it meant being something he sneered at in his previous life.A [Farmer].Of course, when did anything go according to plan? Never.