A Knight Who Eternally Regresses - Chapter 367: A Solid Stone is Also Smart

In the previous life, Jiang Peihuan was tricked by a scumbag and died tragically, which even caused her entire family to be wiped out.

When she was eighteen years old again, she was still the arrogant girl who refused to give in to her husband.

Her fiancé thought she had fallen into the water and lost her virginity, so he came to break the engagement and marry her cousin?

Everyone laughed at her, but she was happy to see the result: one hundred thousand taels of gold, I agreed to it.

After retiring from the engagement, it was rumored in the capital that she was abandoned when she was about to get married.

Unexpectedly, that unparalleled His Royal Highness Cheng Wang stood up: marrying her, why not?

Many well-known ladies’ spring boudoir dreams were shattered, but Jiang Peihuan was very moved and refused.

He is the emperor’s uncle of a scumbag, the youngest son of the late emperor, he looks suave and noble, but in fact he is ruthless.

She vowed to avenge her past life, protect her family and relatives, and did not want to have anything to do with the royal family.

But finally one day, she still accidentally became the envied Princess Cheng.

Jiang Peihuan recalled it, and became angry at the man lying beside him: Xiao Nanye, are you plotting against me?

His Royal Highness Cheng Wang, who was decisive in killing, couldn’t help laughing when he saw his concubine blowing her hair.

He whispered deceitfully, with a lingering voice: Forgive me, forgive me, I only want you alone in my life.

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In his past life, as the countdown in his mind reached zero, people discovered they could enter and exit a virtual game at will. Inside, they could fight monsters and level up. Like most, Ye Qiu didn’t pay much attention to it and became a casual player, only logging in occasionally.But ten days later, the game suddenly shut down. And then, it merged with the real world!Monsters began to rampage, demons started to roam freely! Along with them came levels, equipment, skills, pets…And Ye Qiu, at the moment the server closed, was only level 5!From then on, he could only struggle to survive, hiding and fleeing, even enduring humiliation and ab*se!Until his final breath, he remained unknown, weak, and pitiful!In this life, Ye Qiu has returned to twenty years ago. And the game has just launched…

Xuan Yi traveled through the fantasy world and became the elder of the Profound Sword Sect, starting with the Nascent Soul Realm!

Awakening the Disciple System, the more enchanting the apprentice’s talent, the stronger Xuan Yi’s strength!

The Breakthrough of others depends on cultivation, and the Breakthrough of Xuan Yi depends on accepting disciples!

Although he is an elder, have you ever seen an elder who is hundreds of times stronger than the Sect Master?

“Little sister, I think your bones are amazed. You are a Sword Cultivator. Why don’t you worship me as a teacher! You can choose the holy order technique, and the nine-grade pill will be a snack for you.”

“Ding, congratulations to the host, You have received a disciple with an aptitude of more than 9999. Reward: Improve the host’s ten realms, three holy ranks!”

My name is Yan, and since I was a child, I’ve been able to see some strange things.For example—In elementary school, our new neighbor Aunt Tan had a pair of all-around genius twins, who were like the “precious little geniuses” with halos above their heads. They could recite the English-Chinese dictionary backwards at three, master both Chinese and Western musical instruments by five, and hack into a country’s database by seven…Growing up next to such prodigies, my life was inhumane, tragic, and constantly subjected to comparisons.To escape the comparisons with these “other people’s children,” I specifically applied to a private boarding school for middle school.On my first day, my deskmate was a small, thin girl with bangs, wearing an old uniform, and her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s.Three months later, she woke up from a nap with a “rebirth” halo above her head.She moved effortlessly among the cold academic genius, the wolf-like school bully, the fierce boss, and the gentle childhood friend, leaving me, a lonely onlooker, utterly amazed.By university, I thought I had finally escaped this abnormal world.But as soon as I stepped into my dorm room, my footsteps froze.My roommates each had halos like “ancient times to modern,” “post-apocalyptic superhuman,” “will die if not spending money,” and “ghost king revival.”I clutched my little blanket and applied to the counselor for a room change, but to no avail.Over time, I gradually got used to it. “Handover systems,” “management systems,” “book transmigration,” “infinite worlds,” “three-and-a-half-year-olds,” “interstellar live streams,” “red envelope groups”…The types of halos kept increasing, and I was able to calmly ignore all of it, focusing on my own life.Every morning, I skillfully helped my “ancient to modern” roommate, who was being blacklisted online, dodge campus paparazzi and secure seats for class.At noon, I assisted my tycoon roommate in distributing today’s haul of luxury skincare and designer bags, tasting the city’s top private chef’s custom lunchbox, and exclaiming with emotion, “Darling, can I really accept these?”In the evening, I enjoyed the flowers and plants cultivated by my superhuman roommate on the balcony, tasting a mutated cherry tomato and commenting, “I feel refreshed and purified.”Late at night, when my ghost king roommate quietly climbed back through the window, I peeked out to ask, “You’re back a bit late today, didn’t bring anything back, did you?”My name is Yan, and I am not the protagonist of this world.