MTL - The Sword Deity in Tokyo - Chapter 231 Mmm

Before meeting Shen Xu, all Zhen Yuan wanted was to seek the dao and cultivate to the peak. After meeting Shen Xu, he thought the dao was important, but his wife was the most important.When Shen Xu transmigrated into a book, he mistakenly believed that Zhen Yuan was not a character in the original story. What he didn't expect was that his husband was the most mysterious and powerful unnamed character in the original novel.

She was the eldest daughter of a famous doctor in Beijing. She was the “Cold Hell King” who was feared by everyone in Beijing. In her previous life, she was used by a scumbag man. She caused him, his family to be ruined, and he died in the basement. In her second life, she stepped on a scumbag man, a scumbag woman, and her three brothers pampered her to the heavens! The three young masters of the Jiang family were scrambling to be the first to do so. “Shui Su is my younger sister, I'll pamper her!” A certain young master Fu in Beijing coldly raised the chin of the woman in his arms with jealousy. “Tell me, who are you?” Ye Shui Su’s eyes rippled slightly. “Linnan, I'm your person.” How could he not believe such provocative words? Fu Linnan’s icy hand moved to the woman’s slender waist. “You can’t just say whether you’re one of my people or not.” [Rebirth + Counterattack + Team Pet + socketed + 1v1 + Female Lead Snatch] [Reborn + Counterattack + Team Pet + 1v1 + Female Lead Snatch]

(A fierce and adorable female lead VS an obsessive and sinister male lead, sweet doting + metaphysics + slight fantasy)

Jiang Xiaoxiao, the great master of the Mystic Sect, was born with an incomplete soul. Every full moon night, she would also turn into a tiny three-inch tall person.

The Grand Master said that in the sixteenth year of her life, she would meet a nobleman. The purple gold dragon aura on the nobleman’s body could lift her curse.

Xie Xun, the King of Chu, had his dragon aura taken away at the age of three. Plagued by bad luck, he was exiled from the capital.

The first time he met his adorable wife, his adorable wife shrank with a swoosh in front of him into a tiny three-inch being, standing in his palm dozing off.

Later, the King of Chu sewed a small pouch on the sleeve of each garment. When going out, he would put his adorable wife in the pouch.

And he told others, “My little one is weak, pitiful, and helpless.”

The little ghost shivered in fear: Have you seen someone using a kitchen knife to hack ghosts at a mass grave? Yes, it’s your weak, pitiful and helpless Queen!

The ghosts wailed at the mass grave: Have you seen a living person who could scare the ghosts to tears? Yes, it’s still your weak, pitiful and helpless Queen!

The entire netherworld exploded: Have you seen a newly wedded bride escorted by two Ghost Emperors and two Ghost Kings? Yes, it’s still your weak, pitiful and helpless Queen!

I had to take him home and raise him. There was no bathtub or a large basin at home, so I had to put him in the washing machine for the time being.

It was an hour later before I remembered it again, by which he had been washed extremely clean.

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