MTL - Cult of the Sacred Runes - Chapter 613 Shenfeng bereaved

“Since you rescued Xi’er from endless despair, then absolutely, never leave my side.”

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“Assassin~ Mister~Sir~, I heard that you have some unspeakable relationship with that Miss Yuexia?”

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“Is it delicious? Today it’s all made according to your preferences.”

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This is a story of Meng Xin who wears a warehouse with Bounce to Bounce. This is a crazy world.

Here, Lao Yang has become a younger sister, and Otto has also become a younger sister, and the latter was picked up by the steel bar on the construction site and hit with a sap ugly new…

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In the peaceful Ning City, the Shen family had two lovely daughters. The elder Miss Shen, Shen Ru, was smart and capable, while the second Miss Shen, Shen Yan, was charming and beautiful.

One day, a third daughter, Shen Wan, appeared.

Shen Wan was quiet and unremarkable. She looked weak and helpless.

Mr. Shen said, “Let her stay.”

Mrs. Shen said, “A daughter born to a lowly woman is still lowly.”

Shen Ru said, “She’s too plain and simple.”

Shen Yan said, “Brother Qi dislikes unattractive things the most.”

Shen Wan coldly smiled and thought, Don’t worry, take it easy. None of you can escape!’

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In her past life, Shen Wan lost all her blood, her organs were hollowed out, and she died on a cold operating table.

She lived thirty years without having any children.

In this life, she came for revenge. She carefully planned every step and turned Ning City upside down. But inadvertently, she drew the attention of a demon king.

The people respectfully called Quan Hanting “Lord Six”. He was cold and heartless, and his identity was a mystery.

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“I heard that when I was born, Papa was in so much pain that he almost died. Yeah, Mama bit him!”

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SSR-ranked killer Mu Hui died in an explosion, only waking up to find herself transmigrated into the body of a vicious female supporting character in a book.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…