"Hiss—ouch, ouch, ouch!"
Lian Na's petite body trembled slightly as she couldn't help but cry out in pain.
"Does it hurt a lot? I'm sorry, I'll be gentler." Mo Lini carefully stopped what she was doing and asked with concern.
Mo Lini was helping Lian Na treat her wounds.
Staring at the torn, bleeding blisters on those slender, delicate hands, Mo Lini herself felt a piercing phantom pain.
"Thank you, sorry for the trouble, Mo Lini... Ah!"
After the herbal medicine was applied, Lian Na couldn't hold back another miserable shriek.
"Why don't we just have Mr. Musen heal you directly?" Mo Lini suggested, unable to bear watching her suffer.
"That won't do." Lian Na shook her head, fighting back tears. "Mr. Yorid said that if I recover using healing magic, the newly grown flesh will be tender... and the effects of my training would be greatly reduced."
"Is... is that so?"
Mo Lini couldn't bear to look at Lian Na's fingers, which had already lost a layer of skin, but driven by some inexplicable psychology, she couldn't resist sneaking another peek.
"Learning archery... is really hard work," Mo Lini sighed with emotion.
Mo Lini couldn't help but think of Liyana. To possess such masterful archery skills, she must have put in just as much effort back then as Lian Na is now.
Over the past few days, Lian Na's progress had been leaps and bounds. According to Yorid, Lian Na had essentially grasped the basics and could now call herself a novice archer.
Despite the pain, Lian Na clearly looked very happy.
Mo Lini could understand this feeling... When she first learned to sing, she sang every day until her voice went hoarse, tasting blood whenever she spoke. But the noticeable improvement that followed made it all feel worth it, enough to make all the suffering seem precious.
"Lian Na, you're already very tired today, so let's rest early," Mo Lini said. "I'm going to turn off the lights."
"Mhm!" Lian Na replied in a crisp voice.
But before Mo Lini could reach the light, her vision suddenly went dark.
Boom—
Accompanied by a deafening crash, the wooden planks of the roof shattered and flew apart like fragile wafers.
"Cough, cough, cough—what happened?" Lian Na coughed continuously, choking on the sudden cloud of dust.
Moonlight shone through the gaps in the giant tree, falling sparingly upon the uninvited guest, barely illuminating her figure.
Skin as pale as the cold moon, dark brown hair cascading down like a waterfall, and murderous eyes that looked like a feline scrutinizing its prey in the dark of the night.
The woman's torn dress could hardly conceal the statue-like perfection of her bodily curves. The most striking feature was her pair of long, solid thighs, with beautiful, smooth muscle lines sculpted like marble.
The two cute little ones curled up on the bed, shivering as they looked at the mature big one.
They were just sitting at home, and a big sister fell from the sky.
The other party's oppressive presence was simply too overwhelming... in every aspect.
Luo Lun glanced at Mo Lini and Lian Na, who were huddled tightly together on the bed, and scratched her head in embarrassment. "Ah... sorry, I didn't expect there to be a house under the giant tree. My landing was a bit off... Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."
Mo Lini and Lian Na exchanged a glance, then fell into deep thought as they stared at the fresh blood on Luo Lun's body and the corners of her mouth.
Luo Lun noticed their gazes.
"You don't need to worry. The blood on my body belongs to someone else, and the blood in my mouth is my own."
Luo Lun revealed a crimson smile that she thought was quite friendly... Between her teeth were a few strands of bright red flesh, stuck there from when she had bitten herself to treat a poisoned wound earlier.
Mo Lini had no idea what Luo Lun was trying to explain.
"What happened!"
In his half-spirit state, Musen rushed in frantically from outside the door, locking eyes directly with Luo Lun.
The moonlight poured in through the hole Luo Lun had smashed in the roof, shining on Musen's face and making him look exceptionally ferocious and eerie.
Looking at Musen's gradually transparent lower body, Luo Lun's small face instantly turned pale.
"A... a ghost!" Luo Lun let out a piercing scream, her eyes rolling back as she fainted, collapsing straight onto Mo Lini's bed like a puppet with cut strings.
...
Luo Lun slowly opened her eyes.
An unfamiliar ceiling met her gaze.
"Are you alright?" Mo Lini's weak voice came from the side.
Luo Lun slowly sat up and scratched her head. Her long hair fell in a messy tangle, the bloodstains on her body had oxidized and turned black, and her clothes were covered in dust, making her look quite filthy. The taste of blood lingered in her mouth, which was extremely uncomfortable.
Luo Lun began to recall what had happened earlier, and her expression changed again. "I... I think I saw a ghost."
"That was Mr. Musen, not a ghost," Mo Lini corrected. "Mr. Musen is a very good person. He is an artifact spirit from a book."
"Is... is that so?" Luo Lun still looked deeply shaken. "Oh right, my name is Luo Lun. I'm very sorry for causing you trouble earlier."
Mo Lini found it a bit strange. Luo Lun clearly looked like such a mature woman... yet she was actually afraid of ghosts.
"Miss Luo Lun, are you very afraid of ghosts?" Mo Lini asked, then glanced at Luo Lun's powerful-looking thighs.
"Of course! Being afraid of ghosts is a girl's privilege... Besides, no matter how much you kick a ghost, you can't kick it to death. It's simply terrifying!" Luo Lun said quite seriously.
Mo Lini hadn't expected that Luo Lun, who looked so valiant and heroic on the outside, would actually have such a side to her in private.
"But Mr. Musen is a good person. He's also the one who healed your injuries."
Only then did Luo Lun realize that the flesh she had bitten off her arm earlier had now grown back perfectly.
"Is... is that so? Then I really must thank him. I was too rude earlier." Luo Lun looked at Mo Lini in front of her. Little Lan was currently sitting on Mo Lini's head.
So... so cute...
Luo Lun had never had any resistance against cute things, and she couldn't help but reach out and stroke Mo Lini's cheek.
"What are you doing, Miss Luo Lun?" Mo Lini immediately went on high alert.
"Ah! Sorry! It's nothing, please excuse me..."
...
"Retreat."
Ned cast a wary glance at the two seemingly ordinary wooden cabins ahead... That elven swordswoman lived here.
"Boss Ned, that person jumped down from such a high place and must be heavily injured... Why don't we attack right now?" one of his subordinates asked in confusion.
"I said retreat," Ned said flatly.
"If we miss such an opportunity... and that person comes knocking on our door again..." The subordinate still seemed unwilling to give up.
Ned spun around, his sharp dagger slicing across the man's throat. Scalding blood gushed out like a fountain, and the man collapsed to the ground clutching his neck, lifeless.
The surroundings were dead silent; no one else dared to utter another word.
One by one, the dark silhouettes vanished into the distance not far from the wooden cabins.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
