My Wife is A Sword God - Chapter 7: Treating the Illness

I banished the protagonist.

Shit. If only I had transmigrated a short while before.

Demining at the top: This article is an emotional flow, what is the plot
As one of the bosses of the escape game, Li Xi fell in love with a human being at first sight. After reading the love tutorial, he decided to dress up as a weak little white flower and sneak into the dungeon.
So…
A fierce ghost strikes, and he hides in the man’s arms with teary eyes: It’s so scary, you have to hug each other to stop crying~
Li Gui, who was frightened by the BOSS, annihilated himself on the spot.
Everyone who thought the boss had made a move: Heh, another vixen who relies on his face.

Later, under the leadership of the boss, everyone went to the BOSS’s palace. The little white flower vixen who was nothing but pretty in their eyes jumped off the throne, kissed the boss, and whispered: “Don’t be afraid, Duan Duan, I’ll see you later!” Hit lightly.
Everyone:? ? ?
Everyone: Is it still too late to call Dad? (ΩДΩ)

Shou won’t interfere too much in the dungeon, and pretends to be weak by following Gong every day, but the actual backhand can push everyone in the dungeon into the ground =w=
High-cold, black-bellied, vengeful veteran cadres attack vs love and act like a baby, and the force is extremely popular
Shou only confronts and acts like a baby

The host and the recipient are each other’s first love It’s a small cookie, not cruel

Content tags: strong supernatural gods and monsters infinite stream sweet text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Li Xi ┃ Supporting role: Duan Zhen
One-sentence introduction: The devil pretends to be cute and acts like a spoiled dog again!
Conception: To promote the integration of magic and technology, and lay the foundation for a better society!

- Description from novelbuddy

A professional gamer dies unexpectedly during an E-Sports tournament and is sent to Valhalla, a heaven reserved for only the greatest of warriors.

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadows began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallow his saliva. Hunger was the best spur.