Sussy Baka in MHA - Chapter 26: Dissapointing Foe

World ended on 12:31:2024DING!WELCOME TO REBIRTH: 100 DAYS BEFORE DOOMSDAY!Grace Blackwood survived five long years in the apocalypse before she was killed by her own people. Miraculously, she returned to the past with the help of her family's heirloom - exactly 100 days before the Doomsday.Having a space that was upgraded with a system, she took her revenge, stockpiled supplies for the future, and made necessary deals and connections.In her last life, she was alone. But this time, she found four men who were loyal to her and were ready to die just to keep her safe.In her previous life, she lost her most trusted people, but this time, she was ready to do anything to save them.This time, she was ready to face the apocalypse - stronger and better than the past.* * *Warning: This is a Reverse Harem Romance with mature content.

Lin Yuan traversed to an urban romance novel. His identity is a Gao Fushuai and he is also a villain. Fortunately, he can make choices to get corresponding rewards. Note- Gao Fushuai means tall, rich, and handsome (Mr.Perfect).

“Someone Wants to Disturb My Cultivation” There are still stones in the Ascension Thunder Tribulation. This foul operation directly smashes the heroine into a peasant girl, and she can’t do anything in farming and business.

ps: Don’t look at me fat, the male protagonist chases me to the realm of the gods.

There are more than three thousand avenues, and everyone’s way is different

Humans are human, demons are demons

Chu Yunyan also has her own way

Of course, if he hadn’t accumulated great virtue while cultivating demons, how could he have been brought to take away such a good body after his self-destruction.

Yes, if you don’t get trapped on the starting line…

She will definitely thank the eighth ancestors of the Wang family.

Very serious and relaxed, humorous, decisive in killing, taking over the man and cultivating immortal writing

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The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—“Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you.”Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, “the Just”, the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.