Dear Immortal Tyrant - Chapter 385 Love Triangle

Su Ying, a major general of the armored army of the last days, traveled through time, to the body of a scumbag who colluded with a scumbag to murder her husband. She was exiled as soon as she came, and she also gave her two children and a disabled husband who killed her every minute.

Small injury, big disability, Su Ying waved his hand, it’s not a problem.

On the way to exile, I didn’t eat or drink and was hunted down, so I was sprinkled with water.

With the material and space in hand, she has meat in her left hand and wine in her right hand. The assassins come one by one, and two kill one pair.

Treat the disabled husband well, raise a fat and cute baby, build mountains and houses on the wasteland, farm around the land, establish your own civilization and kingdom, and be your own queen.

After curing the illness of the disabled husband and letting him go back to Shangjing to clean up his grievances and regain everything that belongs to him, Su Ying and Li Shu dumped it on the table.

A certain king gritted his teeth and blocked others: Su Ying, you dare to leave and try!

The two cute babies rushed to hug Su Ying’s legs, “Mother, don’t you want your baby?”

Su Ying raised her forehead, well, then take it all!

- Description from novelbuddy

An Hao leaped, thinking she had died, but to her surprise, when she opened her eyes, she found herself back in the year 1985. To live a second life, did she have to endure the abuse of her stepmother and stepsister again, the dislike of her mother-in-law and disdain from her sister-in-law, and the betrayal of her best friend who bravely became the other woman just to slap her in the face and climb the social ladder? Was she supposed to end her miserable life in poverty again? An Hao's answer was, “Eat! Shit! No!” She was determined to make something of herself, to get rich by capitalizing on her knowledge and aim for a well-off life. This time around, she was going to be the protective big sister who reformed her worthless little brother who had died a wretched death, and the virtuous wife to make up for her past neglect of her husband! She wouldn't let this life go to waste in despair! A malicious best friend? Coveting her man? Not a chance! Go hang out wherever it's cool! Cough cough, how did she not realize in her past life that this “Stoic King of Hell” was so indecent. Decent? You've had your fill of decency during the day.

[Female disguised as man, 1v1 strong man and strong woman]

No green tea, no dog blood, feel free to enter the pit. In the eyes of fans, “he” is the almighty male god. In the e-sports circle, “he” is the invincible e-sports god. Likewise, “he” is a mysterious computer genius. But in a person’s eyes, “he” will always be his favorite child.

“Gender is not a problem!”

Fu Yanxing looked at An Chen and said this seriously, but why did An Chen’s expression look a little strange?

When a boyfriend became a girlfriend, Fu Yanxing asked every day, “When can I marry my child home?”

- Description from novelbuddy

A kind girl falls in love with a vicious killer. Unhinged Yuri story set in Seoul.------“Like a prey waiting with a trap, I missed my predator.I missed her touch in the places I’ve never been touched.I wanted to hear her sing the songs that I’ve never heard.”------As the blood dripped off the knife she held firmly in her pale hand, I saw my reflection in the cold blade that had just taken the life of a man.I dreamed of magical moments like this every day.Something - someone to come and free me from the suffocating monotony of normalcy.She stormed into my life brandishing death, and in the moment of madness, my heart fluttered.Then she came to my place, uninvited. I treated her wounds and fed her. She slept on my couch like a cat. We started our lives together. Death bound us like the knot of tie I fixed for her as she left for work - to kill, kill, and to kill again.I spent countless nights sitting in darkness, on my couch hugging my knees, gripped with worry and excitement. I prayed for her safe return home, but I did not pray for the souls she’d be sending to hell.But she always returned, like a stray cat coming for food in the back alley behind a restaurant. I was the cook who put out the food for her, stroked her, and gave her shelter.A stray cat. A great feline predator. She was mine and mine alone.Together we laughed, alone I cried.Together we laughed, alone I cried.But I think we also loved.I think.------This is a dark and twisted psychological slice-of-life romantic comedy with a sprinkle of inspiration from the noir genre. If that doesn’t make sense, it’s because it doesn’t.