The General's Darling Is Delicate - Chapter 342 - 210: Ying Ce, Must Not Be Killed (2)

In a world ravaged by demonic hordes and warring clans, where does humanity end and monstrosity begin?After being murdered in a back alley, Lidien awakens in the body of a demonic prince... a youth bound by tragedy and trapped in a brutal clan.To survive, he must master the strange abilities granted by a crimson shard fused to his soul: hearing the whispers of the dead, reading memories imprinted on flesh, and inciting his own blood to rage.But Lidien soon learns his rebirth was no accident. He is a vessel for a dormant god, and his very existence is entangled in a cosmic struggle far beyond the savage politics of his new family.To protect those he cares for and control his own destiny, he must unravel the mysteries of death, power, and the abyss within himself.This is the legend of the Prince of Death.----------This novel includes politics, kingdom building, psychological elements, and is not solely about powerups.

Shao Xian went back in time to when he was ten years old and met his pitiful old enemy. He wanted to personally train him so that when the other grew up, he wouldn’t turn against him.

But he didn’t expect that this old enemy would turn sweet and sticky after being taken care of.

It was just that this little sweet cake was too insecure and often, golden beads of tears would drip.

As soon as he cried, Shao Xian was helpless, and of course, he would want to give him everything.

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On the way to an auction, Shao Xian died in a car accident.

Before he died, he thought, Fu Baizhou must be very pleased without him being present to mix things up.

After all, in Yan City, Fu Baizhou shocked everyone with a name of being cruel and ruthless.

Only one person dared to confront him.

When he opened his eyes again, he was wearing a custom suit, reexperiencing his tenth birthday.

He saw a dirty little boy being ridden on like a horse. He suddenly remembered the rumors that had been circulating widely in his previous life. It was about the tragic childhood of a ruthless man surnamed Fu.

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Traveling through the world in the book, he also became a dog-licking villain. Fortunately, with omniscience and omnipotence, Su Hao successfully reversed his fate.

Su Hao set a small goal for himself, to play the villain well first, so that the heroine would hate him, so he directly took the drunk CEO Bingshan to open a room, and forced him to be afraid, but the heroine in his arms not only did not dislike it, but Eager to try you…

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Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”