I regressed and became the Sword Ice King - Chapter 413- Festival 144- Raid on a Rainy Night 83

You Liangxing would never open the speech function in game.
That was because his voice was…
Particularly! Kittenish!

But there was one day, he queued up with a teammate who had so much to say that they may as well explode. Vexed to the point of no return, he contributed a voice that was capable of splitting heaven and earth, “Don’t BB.”
The other party who was being scolded stilled. In the ensuing silence, he suddenly let out a long, relishing… Moan.
You Liangxing: “…..”

Later —
He realised that the person was a great god,
Much later,
Without him realising,
He became the great god’s royal healer.
…. And also his boyfriend.

- Description from Novelupdates

From the poor little girl who ate hundreds of meals in the small mountain village to the wealthy lady, the five-year-old Nuan Nuan lived a life of being favored by the whole family.

The elder brother is cold and reticent, he is the heir of the Gu family

The second brother is a genius with a gentle personality and high IQ, and the youngest professor in the research institute.

Third brother is a top star with fans all over the world.

The fourth brother is a cold and talented doctor who can save his life in the hands of the king of hell

Wu Ge is a talented painter, and a painting is worth millions.

Brother Six is ​​a wild school bully

Seventh brother has a black belly and a bear child, he is the king of children.

And Nuan Nuan was favored by his brothers after returning home.

Note: Not all elder brothers are biological elder brothers, there are cousins ​​and cousins.

Wazu was an ordinary townsman who shut himself off in the “mountain” because of an unfortunate course of events. After 2 years, he decided to come down from the mountain to meet with people. But there were various misunderstanding about the “mountain” which he shut himself off in. And then he repeatedly had encounters with people. And after that. . .

The dark underground dungeon was filled with countless ancient relics and treasures. Eerie, deformed, cursed objects... The abyss, catacombs, Ancient Gods, mythical races... Mechanics, cursed seal implants, and the gargantuan black towers... A peculiar mix of Alchemy, a drop of steampunk, two spoons of supernatural mystery, blending into a vibrant and colorful fantasy world. I am a puppeteer Alchemist. All that my eyes behold, becomes my puppet. Alone, I am an army!