Realizer of Death : The Reaper - Chapter 94 94

In the grand weekend year, demons cause chaos, and people cannot live peacefully.Han Zheng, carrying the game setting he designed [Taotie Furnace], travels to this world. By sacrificing to the furnace, one can break through martial arts techniques.From [White Ape Extended Arm Fist] to [Ape Demon Nine Transformations].From [Vajra Fist] to [Great Vajra Ming King Seal] and then to [Great Mighty Dragon Bodhisattva View].From [True Martial Refinement] to [True Martial Holy Body] and then to [True Martial Indestructible Body]There are no gods in the world, hence demons run rampant, and evil spirits are everywhere.As Han Zheng kills his way through the chaotic world of demons, looking back, he has become the only true god in this world!

She, a genius abandoned by her clan. He, a proud, pampered, two-faced imperial crown prince, a developing supreme ruler of the world. She, tricking him, disguised as a pig to eat a tiger, suppressing him, provoking him. Every time, after playing with him and stirring him up, she’d escape.

Ling Yihan arrived in the Wuxia world of “Heavenly Sword,” where he mastered the Nine Suns Divine Art, seized six Holy Fire Orders, and obtained the Imperial Jade Seal.Through system tasks, he acquired the Bridal Garment Divine Skill, Bright Jade Skill, Spirit Link Finger, and many other extraordinary techniques…Ji Xiaofu: “Your fingers… they can actually hold my sword…”Dai Qisi: “How is it that his martial arts are so similar to our Persian techniques…”Yin Susu: “My mosquito whiskers are useless against him…”Fan Yao: “His moves are even more bizarre than mine…”Qingyi Bat King: “My speed can’t match his…”Xuanming Elders: “Even the combined power of our Xuanming Divine Palm can’t withstand his Nine Suns Divine Art…”Zhang Sanfeng: “Ling, my friend, your Move the Flower and Connect the Jade technique is just as powerful as my Tai Chi fist…”Feilu.com reminds you: This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.

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?”