MTL - Fast Transmigration: Monster Host Online Short Guard - Chapter 9 The disciple of the Immortal Plane, be obedient

Liang Xiaonan was reborn. In Dakeng Village in the era when there was no food or drink, he was tricked by his sister Tuyouping and his stepmother. With his stigma, he was so hungry that he fainted. He was beaten to death by his scumbag father…

Don’t be afraid, she has Shennong space! But the things in Shennong Space are not for nothing, you have to upgrade them with laughter to open the door, Liang Xiaonan is going to change his career to be a comedian?

A joke opened up the space, the inexhaustible high-yield seeds from the gate of agriculture, the inexhaustible precious medicinal materials from the gate of medicine, and the mysterious spring of Shennong Hall, which made her stockpile with food, fish in the pond, and earn money in minutes. Be full.

Need to work tirelessly to find fault? Don’t be afraid, which one is better at abuse of scum, find Xiaoliang in Dakeng, Yuxian County!

One day, a matchmaker came to the door. Liang Xiaonan didn’t think men were lazy yet, but he jumped up and said: She is the king of hell, I would rather be single than find a partner with her.

When he saw Liang Xiaonan, the man knocked on the door of the matchmaker overnight: Hurry up and tell me the matchmaker, don’t let others take the lead!

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”

Yue Xiuzhi played the most hated villain in Q*dian for the sake of resurrection—— The master of the protagonist, who abused the protagonist in various ways in the early stage, was finally killed, but he couldn’t go back.

In order to compensate, the system sent him to the second world of this book, where Little Protagonist was only five years old, and Yue Xiuzhi could OOC casually, ignoring any plot.

So, Yue Xiuzhi happily spoiled the wolf cub.

But he didn’t know that the protagonist of the body world who was abused by him in various ways would occasionally possess the Little Protagonist in this world.

This Son of Heaven was surprised to find that the hypocrite master, whom he hated so much, actually pampered the “self” of this world.

He had been tortured in various ways because of his demonic nature, but the master of this world, after discovering that “he” in this world had demonic nature, said: “Demon qi and spiritual qi are just a form of energy. Spiritual cultivation and demonic cultivation are just a way of pursuing the Dao. In spiritual cultivation, there are people with human faces and animal hearts, and there are demons who have clear grievances.”

He became jealous but did not want to admit it, in the step by step fall, he found out that the person who died for him, his best friend, his first love, and his most hateful master, were actually the same person!

- Description from Novelupdates

Three years ago, she was cruelly abandoned by the man she loved deeply, leaving her to walk down the aisle alone while heavily pregnant. Three years later, she reappears transformed, stunningly beautiful, and says with a smile, “Husband? I don't need a husband.” The man behind her narrows his eyes, his thin lips turning into cold blades, “Qin Yan, try saying that again?”