MTL - Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye - Chapter 136 Car accident

Tian Man Continent is a world of martial arts.

A young boy named “Su Yi” led countless yao (monsters or demons) and overrode countless families who had thousands of years of history.

He rose abruptly in the world as the brightest star in the sky.

He married beauties and walked towards the peak of of the world, and finally ascended onto the thrones of the ancient gods!

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Dao Fa leads to spirits, and medical therapy leads to ghosts.

A third-rate university graduate who was supposed to run around in a mess for his livelihood, but because of an inadvertent shot to save people, whether it is extremely peaceful and rewarding for his good people, he has obtained the legendary inheritance of the mysterious arts and medical methods of the experts in the realm of self-cultivation. Another brand new and weird new world!

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At first, when he learned that he was forced to go to many different routine worlds and be reborn into all kinds of cannon fodder, he was against it.

Because villains usually all only have a moment of satisfaction, the endings of cannon fodder are also frequently quite miserable.

But the man who gave him the system told him that this system not only has all types of powerful functions, but he can also break the routine lives of the cannon fodder. If he achieves this satisfactorily for each world, he can even become a god.

He’s already experienced over a thousand reincarnations, but hasn’t yet been a god. Since it sounds pretty great, why not just try it out.

From that moment on, he began the irreversible path of tyrannically oppressing people, while conveniently tearing open those white moonlights and so-called righteous people’s hypocritical masks.

His goal: wearing the villain’s role to walk other people’s righteous paths, leaving them no path to follow.

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A fourth chance at life. The last chance.Zarek remembered when he first experienced the Godsfall Apocalypse. Those tears of red and sparkling rouge that split the skies, opening up one dangerous realm after another.That feeling of helplessness had been palpable, heavy... suffocating. It hung above his head like a guillotine, an edge graced by death's kiss...He grinned at it.One last ride, no Talents left on his stat screen, and nothing but a dull machete and his girl by his side. What was a better thrill than that?How could he possibly fail a fourth time?Unfortunately, there were others. Other Rebirthers. Some that might have been on their last attempt just like him, or some that still had more to give to this cruel world.None of it mattered, though. He had planned everything out meticulously, each life playing its own role.He would come out on top this time. How could he not?He was Zarek Ashborn.