Everyone Else is a Returnee - Chapter 333: Harmageddon – 9

The daughter of the Su family who has been missing for more than ten years has been found!

It is said that this daughter is a bum who doesn’t understand anything…

The owner of a luxury store of an international brand: The royal designer of a luxury brand, you say she doesn’t understand anything?

Some people say that she is an illiterate female who has not attended school for a day…

Retired professor of a university: My favorite student is illiterate? ! What are you? Is it rubbish?

At the banquet, Shao Pei put his arms around the shy person in his arms and said to everyone: My family Xixi is gentle and soft-hearted, don’t bully her.

A certain rich second generation who was maimed by her and was still lying in the hospital: … Pei Shao, you may have misunderstood the word gentleness.

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When he returned to the World of Martial Arts, the game was filled with blood and battles! Chen Kaixin had chased after the footsteps of the one emperor, two empresses, three princes, seven dukes, and thirteen aces for three years, but during the eve of the Sword Among Us tournament in Mount Hua, he was ambushed by evil bastards, and was killed so much that his level dropped to that of a newbie. He completely lost the chance to join the ranks of the powerful players in the game! In great disappointment, Kaixin quit the game and got drunk so that he could forget his sadness, but during that stormy night, Chen Kaixin found that he had actually dreamed for a total of three years, because when he woke up again, he woke up to three years ago, when he was still a student.

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.

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