Immortal and Martial Supreme Master - Volume 1 Chapter 1690 Shatter Heart Soul Stone

Korean entertainment novels, I don’t like it.

There are already three copies, character protection, never TJ.

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As Orson read the novel written by the girlfriend who had left him, he gently remarked on how terrible the story was. But then, noticing a foul smell coming from the kitchen, he went to investigate. He realized there was some kind of gas leak. Already furious about being dumped, Orson became even angrier at the state of his kitchen, and in his rage, he hit the light switch with a powerful punch. Naturally, the explosion that followed killed him instantly, and Orson passed into the afterlife.After spending some time in limbo, he found himself reincarnated in an unfamiliar world. However, he quickly realized he had been reborn inside the cliché-filled novel written by his ex-girlfriend. As if that wasn’t enough, he had ended up in the body of Neonidas, a useless duke who was also the fiancé of the story's villainess.____There may be a bit too much swearing and slang in the first chapters, but it gets less afterwards.There will be no yuri, bl or ntr in Neonidas(MC) harem

In the eyes of outsiders, Luo Das is a perfect lady from a famous family. During a trip to the museum, she traveled back to the ancient kingdom generation a thousand years ago and became a statue of the goddess of the river established in the temple.
After spending three days and nights as a stone statue, Luotas saw Eleuil, the daughter of the previous king who was exiled to the temple. The little girl raised her eyes and looked at the statue silently and stubbornly.
The most legendary woman in the history of the kingdom, the battlefield death god who fought all her life but was poisoned before ascending the throne, is just a seemingly lonely little princess at the moment.
Lotus: Well, it’s kind of cute.
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Eleuil was exiled to a remote temple by her uncle, thinking that she would face a bleak future. She looked up at the statue and thought: If the gods really exist, please appear in front of me.
So that night, the gods fell into a dream and reached out to her, which determined her lifelong beliefs.
The young princess knelt in front of the statue and bowed her head reverently: “I will always respect you, believe in you, never betray, never blaspheme, and swear to you in the name of Eleuil!”
Ten years later, it was she who held the icy wrist hanging down from the idol and kissed, and sighed uncontrollably: “Please forgive my offense, my eternal god and sweetheart, only you, I can’t let go.”
Luodus: What about the cutie you said? ? ?
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——The legend of the ancient queen and the gods will eventually become the most magnificent chapter in the interweaving of myths and history, and it will be passed down for thousands of years.
Reading tips:
1. The cool and glamorous queen who kills decisively × the elegant and abstinent goddess of decathlon
2. The background of this article refers to the overhead ancient countries of ancient Egypt, Babylon and other civilizations. It is not a serious fantasy, and the name is as easy to remember as possible.
3. Contains the settings of past and present life
4. Emotional interaction takes place after both protagonists become adults
5. Update every day around 12:00 noon, compare your heart

Content tags: strong, special love, travel through time and space, epic fantasy
Search keywords: Protagonist: Luodus, Eleuil ┃ Supporting role: Gods of Solanchia, people of the kingdom, and hostile forces ┃ Others: HE, 1v1, ability, god, ancient country, Western fantasy

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“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.