Ling Tian Sword God - Chapter 71 - 70: Assassin Strikes_1

To survive, the unfortunate Gong Qiying, who became the lord of the Sein Dungeon, had to make his dungeon extremely “hellish”:Doors that “cannot be opened from this side”,treasure chests “triggering teleport traps”,a three hundred and sixty-five mile journey from the starting point to the BOSS room with no place to rest,monster knights with great bows on either side of a narrow bridge,and sinister ambushes around corners.There's also unavoidable visits to poisonous pits and hidden paths...Additionally, well-known fighters like Isshin Ashina, the Furnace Knight, Rajang, and the Scourge Legion bring unexpected surprises!Various unique rewards such as the Flaming Sword, Murky Hand Scythe, Rapid Slash Longsword, Sacred Oath, and Flame Empowerment will make you too happy to contain your joy!Gong Qiying: The most important thing in my dungeon is to ensure adventurers have fun!

The orphan Chen Ziyang from Lower River Village, raised on food from a hundred families, was later adopted by the old Divine Doctor in the village. He learned the “Divine Dragon Controlling Phoenix Technique” and embarked on a monstrous and legendary life.

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”

People are inevitably troubled all their life by the things they couldn’t have when they were young, but if you were driving a Bentley in your youth, life would be like playing a game... ... ... In this era of information explosion, the struggles of ordinary people are like being placed under the spotlight, turning into monkey shows for entertainment displayed before everyone... However, while some people are watching for fun, even more are looking in a mirror... Gu Heng, who was pulled out of the mire by the system, began to experience the thrill of indulgence.