MTL - Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness - Chapter 690 Xuan Yuan Sword

A story of time-travel. Sly and cunning, she unexpectedly became a sickly noble lady whose fiancé is merciless and demotes her to a lowly concubine. She sneers and bravely breaks off the engagement. To hell with scumbags, marry heirs to lords, blind the courts with her brilliance.

But, my Lord, we agreed that we are only partnering to scheme against others, when did you start to treat acting as real? Hey, hey, don’t touch me.

The Lord smiled slyly, “Your hands are too cold, let me help you warm them… Your feet are cold too, let me help you warm them.”

“Why don’t you just say that my whole body is cold and you need to warm it all up”, Murong Xue said indignantly.

The Lord nodded, “Good idea!”

Murong Xue – speechless. Hey hey hey, where, where are you putting your hands?

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If I were to fall into a game, I wish I would fall when I was young.

Grace Lightsinger is just a simple farm girl.Ever since the death of her parents, she's been taking this slowly, one day at a time. That changes when she dies protecting a stranger. But instead of a peaceful afterlife, she finds herself reborn as an angel with a mysterious “Saintess System” that no one else can see. She's made to choose between three factions of gorgeous immortals: warrior angels who fight demons, healer angels who tend the wounded, and love angels who raise morale through very intriguing methods.However, unlike other angels who can only master one path, Grace discovers she has an affinity for all three. This hasn't happened since the goddess Eternia herself walked the heavens, which leads to Grace learning that she might be more than just a regular angel. She might be Eternia's chosen successor, herself.But not everyone in heaven is happy about Grace's arrival. The scholarly Choir questions her legitimacy, fallen angels show dangerous interest, and that's not to even begin talking about the demons she'll be fighting.Grace wanted a peaceful afterlife, but between training, fighting demons, and trying not to die of gay panic, she's about to discover that heaven is a lot more dangerous than she ever imagined.

Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.