Daughter of the Emperor - Chapter 436

Where there is light there shall be darkness

Hero? Nahh I'm the demon.

In a world where the demons are looked on as the incarnation of evil, the human-demon war raged on across the whole continent.

The Seraphims, protector of humanity, and the Demon lords who rule across all demonkind. Amidst all the chaos, Simon was reincarnated as the lowest ranking demon noble.

A brutal world where the strong feeds on the weak, eat or be eaten, kill or be killed. A demon far off from humanity….a dream unfulfilled in his previous life will be achieved in this life. Taking on the moniker of Laplace, he destroys all his enemies and rise over them.

Her rebirth gave her a second chance at life. She was back with a vengeance and wanted to make those that had harmed her pay. But to those that helped her, she wanted to repay them. Her evil stepmother? She would slowly pull out her claws, one by one. Her evil stepsister? She would crush her pride. She thought that by getting her revenge for her past life, she would be happy in this life. However, she never would have thought that danger would chance upon her time and time again. The hatred from her clan and whether their bloodline would continue to exist, lay solely on her shoulders. Luckily, on this thorny path, someone had always been protecting her. “Third Prince, have you ever regretted being with me?” That person laughed lightly and peered at her with a loving yet weary look, “As long as I am together with you, I have no regrets.”

After reading an ancient fairy tale, Ning Yueyue found out that the world was controlled by the villain, the great devil. The ending of him and the heroine.
As the villain’s subordinate, in order to save her life, Ning Yueyue decided to lead the villain and the heroine, and demolished the CP of the original hero and heroine!
So, she took the initiative to find a man with a handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament, who was the male protagonist at first glance.
“You are born so good-looking, you are a perfect match for me, why don’t we get married?”
“I didn’t lie to you, I really fell in love with you at first sight. It’s hard to extricate yourself if you don’t marry or die!”
“When I saw you wearing this shirt, I had already thought about the name of your and my child’s name…”
…
The villain in a vest: “Really?”
After a long time, Ning Yueyue found out that she had made a big oolong, mistakenly identifying the big devil as the male lead of the original book, and failed to facilitate his marriage with the female lead, so she wrapped the package at the speed of light and ran away.
Who knew that the cold and murderous Great Demon King pushed her against the tree full of peach blossoms, his cool lips brushed over her earlobe, and said faintly, “What? You know I’m not him, so you can’t even laugh?”
Ning Yueyue: My life is in danger!
#On how to survive after being a disservice to the boss#
Wait online! in a hurry!
1. This is a sand sculpture novel that wants to tease the boss’s rival in love but ends up picking on his own boss / wants to demolish the male and female protagonists’ CP but locks the CP [no
2. Do not black the male and female protagonists of the original book.
Note: It is not a small three plot! Do not dismantle the official and match the cp, each is affectionate!
The current male protagonist has always liked the current female protagonist, and the reason will be revealed later in the story.
Demining: a. The heroine is a hidden boss, weak in the previous text, strong in the later stage~
b. The previous text has changed the settings, and the text will be revised from time to time later.
c. The world of immortality is privately set like a mountain

Content tags: Special liking Xianxia Cultivation Sweet Wen Shuang Wen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Ning Yueyue, Rong Xiao ┃ Supporting roles: Lu Xueling, Wei Wuzhou ┃ Others:

- Description from novelbuddy

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”