The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle - Chapter 141 - 133: Today, I Will Clear All the Bills to Zero!

Nine soul pets, nine fetters.

A hall of robbery souls, a bizarre adventure.

I looked down at them and they called me by my name.

I look up to the sky and write my legend.

“My name is Xia Lin, and I am the Lord of the Soul of Myriad Tribulations!”

- Description from novelbuddy

Five years ago, Gu Qiqi’s best friend’s boyfriend cheated on her. She helped arrest someone, but she caught her fiancé. When she left, she was dragged into the room by a mysterious person…

Five years later, Gu Qiqi married Yan Haocheng, who had some problems in city A, with twins whose father was unknown. Everyone felt that Gu Qiqi must have married Yan Haocheng by virtue of his “special ability”.

But she didn’t know that it was Yan Haocheng who didn’t want to marry her. She was afraid that he would die alone, so she gave up and married.

Other people’s impression of Yan Haocheng is: cold, scary, and without desires.

Gu Qiqi’s impression of Yan Haocheng is: shameless, shameless, humanoid teddy.

Others rely on beauty to attract men, but Gu Qiqi only needs to wink at the child to turn her man into a puppy.

- Description from Novelupdates

The female lead tormented scum without rest, and the male lead showered her with endless affection.Returning to the turning point of fate, she was determined to strike the supreme with her fists and kick the trash underfoot.Those who had once wronged her, deceived her, and taken advantage of her, brace yourselves for trembling!Watch him and her: not wasting their prime years, hand in hand, they compose a grand wedding!

The dawn era after the end of the half century has gradually rebuilt the order, abandoned civilization, and is full of undivided violence and desire.
The noble and powerful pioneers are in charge of the city, and the evil and mad plagues are in the wilderness.
Pure human beings who cannot mutate are the weakest, dominated by the rulers of the pioneers, and are not as good as animals in the wilderness.
A purely humanized young man with a worldly experience has quietly entered the WTO, holding a three-foot long knife and a long-distance desire to boil in the world of purgatory. From the nameless name to the sorrow of the Supreme Court, the name of the black ride is resounding!

- Description from Uukanshu (translated)