Cinnamon Bun - Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty - A Cry

Tags: Douluo Continent, Crossing, System Stream, Invincible Stream, Relaxed, Funny, Goddess

Lin Feng travels across the Douluo Continent, playing the role of “star official” at the beginning.

As long as you stay here for ten years, you will be able to obtain the ultimate power in this world of Douluo.

He randomly distributes three lucky star feathers every day, starts the starlight challenge for the lucky ones, and distributes rewards.

Hu Liena: “Senior, I have received lucky star feathers many times in a row. I shouldn’t misunderstand that senior is interested in me. Please forgive me, senior!”

Bibi Dong: “Senior, I blamed me for missing the chance to accept the star official’s challenge for the first time, please give me another lucky star feather!”

Tang San: “Senior, I have obtained so many lucky star feathers before, but I was not able to accept the challenge from the star official. I accepted the challenge this time, but I failed to get a good reward. Can you give me another chance!”

Lin Feng: “I have said many times that the lucky star feathers are distributed randomly every day. The star feathers will automatically disappear at midnight on that day, and there will be no waiting when it expires!”

In this way, Lin Feng became the hottest figure in the entire Douluo Continent, because the original story line gradually shifted due to his appearance…

- Description from novelbuddy

Before her rebirth, Song Ran lived a lone and miserable life. Her innocence and naiveness cost her fortune. Her family assets was wasted by the stepmother, and her man stolen by her very best friend. After she was reborn, having the scales fallen from her eyes, Song Ran learned from her mistakes. The first thing she needed to do was ride on the coattail of her man with a promissing future, Mr. Gu.

Keita Sumeragi was a man of dreams—once a hopeful mangaka who poured his soul into heartfelt tales of romance, comedy, and friendship. But the world never smiled back. Readers ignored him. Publishers laughed. And when the only offer he got was to draw the one thing he hated—NTR (Netorare)—he refused.Until life left him no choice.His wife walked out. His daughter starved. And when his first NTR manuscript was complete, the publisher gave the job to someone else.Broken, guilty, and hollow, Keita leapt from the rooftop with a bitter smile—Only to awaken in the world of his own rejected NTR manga.In this twisted realm, he’s reborn as the main protagonist—handsome, popular, and surrounded by women with all-too-familiar faces. His sweet and kind “motherly” wife resembles the wife who left him. His seductive stepsister has the same eyes as his daughter once did.In this warped erotic hell, where anyone can be seduced—teachers, aunts, even grandmothers—Keita must face his deepest guilt, his darkest fantasies, and the genre he once despised.Because in this world, NTR is fate.And the story must go on.

I thought I had been abandoned,But I was actually the child that the Namgoong family had been searching for.It wasn’t until I was killed by the Blood Demon, whom I had called “teacher,” that I learned the truth. When I awoke again as a thirteen-year-old child, I decided to return to the Namgoong family.I didn’t seek to be recognized as family.I only wanted to prevent the Namgoong family from falling apart as it had before.“This is the jewelry, silk, gold bars, and elixirs that the family head has gifted to you.”“Here, little one. This is a congratulatory gift for your return.”As soon as I was recognized as the lost granddaughter of the Namgoong family,I gained delicious food, fine clothes, gold and silver treasures, and a high-quality sword!I also gained a grandfather and a father who cried and laughed for me.But what was that strange, tingling feeling in my chest every time that happened?In order to protect the smiles of those I had once killed,and to preserve this warm and ticklish sensation for as long as I could,I was determined to change the bloody future that awaited me, unlike my previous life…**Namgoong Mucheon’s face darkened.‘Is this child truly raised to be an assassin?’The sharp killing intent and the sword techniques essential for an assassin were reflected in her life, as if they were embedded in her very being.‘Damn brat.’Anger surged within Namgoong Mucheon.He restrained himself from cursing aloud in front of his granddaughter, muttering in his mind instead.‘How dare they raise my granddaughter as an assassin?’The blue energy surrounding Namgoong Mucheon grew even stronger.