The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal - Chapter 1019 - : Telekinesis, Invincible at the Same Rank

Zhong Lingling likes Jian Chengxuan, and is low to the core.
For Jane Chengxuan’s sake, Zhong Lingling doesn’t want any dignity, and is willing to be a little stand-in with no name and no distinction.

Until one day, Zhong Lingling suddenly woke up and let go.
Everyone, including Jian Chengxuan, felt that she was playing hard-to-find and would soon be able to return to Jian Chengxuan’s side.

But half a year later—

Jane Chengxuan: Did that Zhong Lingling know wrong? I allowed her to come back.
Assistant: Mr. Jian, Miss Zhong’s Weibo yesterday was still at the bar High, so she might be with the bartender who fell in love at first sight.

Zhong Lingling is a role-player who crosses the company.
In this world, she is the woman who loves the male protagonist and can’t ask for it in the bloody scumbags. She is also the poor sister who loves her illegitimate brother with all her heart, but is robbed of all her family property by the younger brother, and has all the current assets calculated by the central air conditioner. silly girl.

But——this novel is a pit! Zhong Lingling’s mission has been cancelled!
She got a lot of money in compensation and a vacation.

Zhong Lingling: ? ? ? oh oh oh! ! !
Zhong Lingling: Money, wine and handsome man! It’s all mine!
Turning around, the three dog men looked at her with scarlet eyes, their voices trembling: Lingling, I was wrong, please come back!

Zhong Lingling was originally a joke in Kyoto, but overnight, she became a bar queen with a big pole dance on Weibo.
Everyone called her crazy.
Zhong Lingling announced the crazy things that must be done in this life on Weibo:
1. Go bungee jumping, fall from a high platform with a stranger, and experience the feeling of heartbeat.
2. Dive with strangers.
3. Candlelight dinner with strangers.

Netizens:
The next step is to bring a stranger home, isn’t it?

Zhong Lingling’s Weibo has been updated for a long time, and when it was updated again, the style of painting became-

Things to do in this life:
Make the best meal for him
Make the sweetest dessert for him
Take the best pictures for him
Watch the sunrise and sunset with him…

Netizen: …

Jane Chengxuan: ? ? ?
Ruan Xinghe: ? ? ?
Cha Yangrong: ? ? ?

Content tags: Slap in the face, wear the book, Shuangwen, counterattack
Search keywords: protagonist: ┃ supporting role: ┃ other:
One-sentence introduction: I don’t want the ones in the trash can, I have customized ones.
Purpose: When you meet the right one, live in a honeypot every day.

- Description from novelbuddy

{Author Of Old-World Extra}There was nothing special about my life... except for how I died.I went out in the dumbest, most ridiculous way possible; even a dog’s death would’ve made for a better sight.But hey, that wasn’t even the weird part. Not by a long shot.For whatever reason, my soul had gotten ripped out and shoved into the body of some “Villain” in a faraway land.Yep, you heard that right. A clichéd “Villain.” And I’ve got ten days before he’s publicly executed.This guy—well, I—used to be a Beggar.One that grew into a Seeker, then a Magi, then a Professor, and then...A Sultan.The one ruler of the entire world.Now? I’m stuck facing the people I used to love, ready to pay for all the “evil” I’ve done.Fate seemed hellbent on ending me, no matter where I went, but just as I was about to give up...A Script appeared before my mind’s eye.{Would you like to witness your real history, your Path?}{Would you like to make it past your Promised Day?}{Would you like to become a True King?}{If so, repeat after me…}It gave me one word—ancient, powerful, and clear.“BASSORĀH!”Many paths came together.—This is a story about suffering. Anger. And Forgiveness.Extra Tags: Drama, Reaction, Misunderstanding, Transmigration. Time Travel.

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