MTL - Senior Brother – One is Too Unscrupulous - v8 Chapter 142

This is the stories of two different people from two different worlds (literally)

She was raised in love, while he was raised in hate

Her birth was celebrated, while he was despised

She was protected, while he was abused everyday.

She is gentle, warm and kind, while he is cold, cruel and vicious

But with the twist of fate, their world collided. They will learn from each other.

He will teach her to be hopeful and live for herself, while she will teach him the joys of Friendship and Love

Together they will learn to understand each other, accept each other and love each other, and soon their love will change the fate of the world

Princess: Can you stop staring at me while I'm sleeping?

The Lord: I can't…

The Princess: Are you gonna stare at me the whole night?

The Lord: Yes!

The Princess: Can you at least act like a normal man who will take advantage of a maiden while in her room.

The Lord: …this Lord would oblige

The Princess: WAIT… This princess is kidding, just kidding, wait…!

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?”

The best actor was shooting a doomsday movie when he suddenly transmigrated to a real doomsday world and became Aon Flearov, a young man with a huge debt and a blood-sucking family.What does one do in the apocalypse?Of course, shoot variety shows, live streams, do ads, act in movies, hold concerts and fan meetings—The whole showbiz world was placed in real apocalypses, and Aon, a newly-debuted doomsday star, was thrown to a random variety show to fight zombies!It was at this desperate moment that Aon awakened a superpower—A system.DING! [Heyo, dad, your son is online~]Aon: [Son, are you a farming system? A counterattack system? A pay-to-win system?? Anything will do!]The system instantly burst into tears: [B-but dad, I'm a superstar system!]And so, in a doomsday dating variety show:The system picked and chose a few “cabbages” seriously:[Dad, do you want to find me a zombie step mom or an alien step dad? Old or young? One, two, three, or four?]In a doomsday gourmet show:The system handed a frying pan, spatula, guitar, piano:[Go, dad! I want a stir-fry zombie brain, alien omakase, mutated beast AYCE, spirit plant pancakes— ]In a doomsday idol survival show:The system looked at the zombies and aliens crying on their knees, begging for mercy:[Dad! They're all moved by your singing! They want an encore!][Dad! After you do the zombie dance, the zombies collectively change their race's name!]Doing part-time jobs in the eternal sun apocalypse, camping in a natural disaster doomsday, living with aliens, styling zombies in Doomsday Supermodel, turning into plants and fighting zombies, fighting against fellow doomsday celebrities in Doomsday Survival championships—Here, there are various shows you can and can't imagine. Name one, and it will come true.#An actor who cannot become a superstar isn't a good doomsday survivor#The three no:No R18No haremNo BL/Yuri— no bullying the author!PS: This novel is written by the author's cat

【Kill decisively! Domineering! Violent and invincible text! 】

Mu Huang, the helm of the Earth Trillion Group, was framed by his family and died.

The soul travels to a fantasy world where force is paramount, and becomes the Longhan Dynasty, one of the three founding families, Mujia, and the most talented one since the founding of the country!

However, at the age of sixteen, he was murdered by an adulterer because of drunkenness, and was sent to the frontier to never return to the imperial capital.

I thought that life in the frontier would be with me for the rest of my life, but unexpectedly when I just turned 18, I suddenly activated the “Three Thousand Demon God Lottery System” and gave away ten consecutive draws at the Demon God level at the beginning!

Congratulations to the host for getting “Chaos Demon Sacred Body”, “Chaos Evil Eye”, “Chaos Heart”, “Devil Luohu Two-Second Experience Card”, “Three Thousand Demon God Fragments*10”, “Chaos Demon God Essence Blood”, “Chaos Personal Guard*2” …

Time flies, and seven years later, the pilgrim minister actually decreed that Mu Xiaoqian, the shepherd family, betrothed to the royal family of the Great Yuan Dynasty next door.

When Mu Huang learned of this, he was furious, how could his sister’s marriage be dominated by others.

  On the same day, with the Hundred Emperor Dragon Knights that he had personally trained, blood-stained the imperial capital, entered the imperial city…

However, it was told that Mu Xiaoqian was picked up by the Yuan Dynasty mission yesterday…

The Desolate King was furious: Since you don’t want to be emperor, then let your son do it instead!

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