The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension - Chapter 8: Visiting Again

Can you spend money to buy props in the krypton gold mall to make Ben Xianyu “Pan Donkey Deng Xiaoxian”?

Sorry, I also downloaded the plug-in to make money. Experience is the same with money…

From now on, I will be a rich devil!

This is a parallel world with its own game, store, and plug-in story. ps.

- Description from novelbuddy

As a wife fan of the popular idol Huo Xi, Qiao Qiao’s most hated person is Sheng Qiao, an actress who ties up with Huo Xi for hype.
Besides taking camera to join some activities, her major daily life is to diss this white lotus sincerely.
She doesn’t expect that she becomes Sheng Qiao after her head was hit one day.

During the shooting process of her first cooperated love drama with Huo Xi, the first scene was NG for 27 times.
Huo Xi: Sheng Qiao, can you do it or not? If you can’t , you can be replaced!
Qiao Qiao: Husband, don’t be angry, I can do it!
Huo Xi: ? ? ?

Media: Sheng Qiao Leaks Out a Close Appellation, Huo Xi’s Hidden Marriage Exposure
Fans: You f*cking shit, Sheng Qiao, you lotus bitch, come out quickily and apologize and clarify!
The next day, Sheng Qiao explains in Weibo: Well… Wife fan, get to know?

Fight back in a desperate condition and hold the throne strongly.
[From being sneered at by all netizens to being supported and liked by them, the heroine also falls in love with her idol by the way.]

Popular star Sheng Qiao is recently photographed dating the Film Emperor.
In an interview with the media, Huo Xi is asked to send his wishes to this fan in the entertainment circle.
He looks coldly at the camera: Fake.
Sheng Qiao dispels rumors in Weibo hurriedly: I only like my idol. I’m not double-minded. Thank you.
At that night, idol gnashes his teeth in anger next to her ear: Announce our relationship. Immediately! Right now!

- Description from Novelupdates

“I know exactly who you are,” he murmured, his voice a low growl as he pressed me against the cold stone wall. His body caged mine, heat radiating from him like a wildfire waiting to consume.I lifted my chin, ignoring the way my pulse betrayed me. “Then you know why I’m here.”His lips brushed dangerously close to my ear, not touching—just enough to make my breath hitch. “Do you?” His fingers traced a slow, deliberate path down my arm, stopping just before my bound wrists. “Because you don’t look like a hunter right now.”I swallowed hard. “And you don’t look like a monster.”He chuckled, dark and amused. “Oh, little hunter, you have no idea”. In a world where humans and werewolves are sworn enemies, fate weaves a different tale.Violet, the daughter of James—descended from a long line of legendary werewolf hunters—has spent her life preparing for one mission: to kill Alpha Zain, the feared Demon Alpha. To prove herself worthy, she must bring his head as a trophy. But when she finally faces him, destiny shatters everything she’s ever known.While her sisters, April and Jade, eagerly await news of her death, Violet finds herself entangled in a fate far more dangerous than she imagined. Because the greatest threat isn’t the battle between hunters and werewolves—it’s the bond that should have never existed.

Getting transmigrated inside a novel is not really a bad thing—you know the story, you have the power of the future in your hand, you know all the hidden keys. You might as well end up as the most powerful and omniscient being in that world.That is, if you don’t wake up during the epilogue.And yet I find myself in the body of a fallen priest at the end of the novel, a tragic hero who had his mana circuit broken in the last war, being shunned, drown in debt, and destined to die not long after.Fortunately, I know just the cure.Unfortunately, the cure was in the hand of one of the Demon Lords—you know, the race that my kingdom just wage war with.Would he give me the cure if I asked him politely? There’s no harm in trying, right? I’d die if I didn’t get the cure, anyway.“Sure, but you have to be my bride as the price,” the Demon Lord said....huh? Sir, you know I’m (technically) a priest, right?