Life of Being a Crown Prince in France - Chapter 397 - 315: Smoke of Gunpowder Rises (Long Chapter for Monthly Votes)

Just when I got to know her, the hairy girl only wants to beat me up!Prim childhood sweetheart treads on me underfoot!Childhood friend turned sister suddenly demands I repay the kindness of upbringing?...Are all these twists of human nature, or the moral decay?Surrounded by young girls wielding knives, Shen Mo Dust trembles: 'Author, why do I only meet bad women?''What exactly are you not satisfied with, let's switch roles!'Jealous at having crafted the protagonist's peak of life with his own hands but without a single girl by his side, the author furiously slams the keyboard!(Spotting the little whips raised by the venerable readers, he picks up the keyboard again)The alternate titles of this book are 'They Shine Like Stars' and 'They Are Lonely Like Stars'.

I was forced to live in captivity for the rest of my life because I happened to be aware of the fact that I was a saint. I was truly a ‘real’ saint, but that didn’t matter, because there was already a designated saint in the temple.

When I died from all the abuse I endured, I was sent back to a time before all those previous events in my life had happened. After 15 regressions, I was exhausted. I prayed, “I don’t want anything to do with this, so please just let me die,”

And at that moment when I could finally be able to die, someone said, “How about being my daughter?”

…. That monstrous duke had adopted me.

With the Proficiency System, Jiang Shu can shuttle between two realms!He learns top-tier martial arts in one realm and brings it back to the other realm of modern society.“Black Tiger Heart-picking! Fierce Tiger Jumping! White Tiger Carrying Corpse!”What will happen when all species have unlocked their gene locks?The bear-type Sixth Rank Mutant Beast roared angrily. Jiang Shu actually seized one of the bear's legs with a single hand and forcefully slammed it to the ground!What challenges will occur once martial arts meet modern technologies?“What the hell! God, he can fly!”, the pilot exclaimed in shock.Martial Arts versus Genes!