MTL - Red Moscow - Chapter 13 First Arrival in Kryukovo Village

Chu Suiyun, who had been rated as the “No. 1 Ideal Alpha of the Academy” for three consecutive years, is a little bro-con. His younger brother is obedient and well-behaved, a cute little Omega.

But recently, he found out with a heartache that his younger brother was in love, and what broke him even more was that his younger brother was in love with a scumbag named Qin Miao.

In order to save his younger brother, Chu Suiyun decided to interfere and break up the two of them.

The quickest way was to let his younger brother realize Qin Miao’s true face.

Good brother Chu Suiyun decided to sacrifice himself, seduce him by pretending to be an Omega, and uncover the deceit and tr*sh under Qin Miao’s golden outer appearance.

His younger brother was on a date with Qin Miao at a restaurant. Chu Suiyun sprayed Omega-scented perfume, pretended to be dizzy while his younger brother was not there, and fell into Qin Miao’s arms.

Chu Suiyun: Ah, sorry, I feel dizzy.

Qin Miao smiled: I will take you to a room to rest.

Qin Miao was hooked, but he still hadn’t separated from his younger brother. Chu Suiyun was angry and confronted him——

Chu Suiyun: Why don’t you break up, do you think my skills are not good? Scumbag!

Qin Miao smiled with great interest: I have never seen an Omega like you.

Chu Suiyun unleashed his trump card.

He acted delicate and wept: QAQ, you have to break up, be responsible to me, you bit my neck.

Qin Miao: Then let’s get married.

Chu Suiyun: …?

Not giving birth to a baby, not changing into an Omega, it’s a strong fierce Alpha!

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[Mature Content]
'He was sin. A sin she was not supposed to commit to.'
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The body of a mermaid is a vault of treasures. Their tears formed the most splendid of pearls, their exquisite blood a euphoric drug for vampires, their luscious hair woven into the finest of silk, and their tender meat sought after by werewolves more than Heaven’s ambrosia.

The creatures of night mingled within human society, fleeced in the wool of aristocracy, veiled in their portrayed innocence and nobility, their savagery continued to predate on the weak and powerless.

Genevieve Barlow, Eve for short, was an exceptionally strange young lady. She had an alluring and beguiling nature, where for her twenty-four year old self had barely changed in appearance since her eighteenth birthday. She had fooled the administration and had gotten a degree so that she could have a better life.

Most odd of all was that Eve had a secret she shared with no one.

She enters the house of Moriarty, not just to earn but also to find answers on what happened to her mother nearly two decades ago.

Unfortunately, things do not always proceed as one planned. Despite her cautious nature and desire to stay out of sight, a cold pair of eyes falls on her, that soon refuses to leave her out of sight.

He was The Greatest Talent in the Nine Hells Realm.

Shen Zhenyi began to practice his sword when he was four years and two months old.

At the age of seven, he studied the Ten Thousand Sword Sutra. By the age of eleven, he fought against the Yudao in Shangqing Palace. In an instant, he unleashed one hundred and eighty-five sword strikes, making it impossible for anyone to retaliate. The Yudao admitted defeat and deemed him as “The Peerless Genius.”

At the age of 14, Shen Zhenyi, with his Six Forms of the Ancient Sword, surpassed the swordsman Zuo Tianxing who was ranked among the top ten masters in the world, and won the title of “The First Swordsman of the Abyss.”

He now lies crippled. A fraction of the state he was in before. Or so they thought.

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We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’.They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror.And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me.[Ding... Activation of the world tree system]