My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death - Chapter 1287 - 1261 Chaos Colorful Heavenly Stone_1

On that fateful day, a voice in the sky told everyone on Earth that the world they called home has just been part of some sort of simulation.

Zoryn spent twenty-two years living as Daeleon’s son—her father's pride and joy—until her first heat exposed the truth... she was a woman!In the Beastworld, females are almost extinct.So when Zoryn’s hidden power awakens at the Grand Festival, her Heat calls every tribe’s strongest male:Wolves circle.Lions challenge.Serpents obsess.Avians tremble.Bears soften.But one reaches her first—Zarenien, the last-born dragon, fated protector of the Matriarch's line.Chosen by the beasts.Claimed by the dragon.And when an ancient, forgotten tribe stirs against Zoryn’s return, six beastmen and one dragon must put aside instinct and rivalry—or lose their Empress forever.

*Super possessive desire to live the king of Hades & Goddess who coughs up blood if there is a disagreement
*Non-ancient, overhead female statue
Yan Yu, a medical student, transmigrated into the stallion novel to save the heroine before she was tricked by the scumbag and help her become a queen.
As a result, at the beginning of the game, she was dressed as a cannon fodder female supporting role who assassinated the heroine but was crushed, or the kind who was terminally ill and half stepped into the coffin.
Yin Beiqing, who was dressed in red, lay reclined on the couch, glanced at Yan Yu with her beautiful eyes, and said casually, “Kill him and feed the wolf.”
She thought that the sick woman would cry and beg for mercy, but Yan Yu straightened her back, and her clear eyes looked straight up, “Kill me, you will definitely regret it.”
Legend has it that there is a goddess who is omnipotent. Yin Beiqing is plagued by strange diseases and has been searching for it for a long time. Of course Yan Yu knows, so she relied on her own understanding of the plot and began to play tricks.
Yes, I am the goddess in the legend. I know where the heart sutra you have always wanted; I have a very good relationship with the miracle doctor who is said to be able to cure your old diseases; I am familiar with the ancient treasures and holy weapons.
Most importantly, you are a man!
Later, together with the heroine, she cut off the male protagonist’s golden finger, blocking the male protagonist’s path to apprenticeship and promotion, and then pointed at him and said, “It’s him, your death.”
The original text said that the heroine fell in love with the hero at first sight, and Yan Yu was worried that Yin Beiqing would not let her go.
Who knew that the so-called “handsome and romantic hero with sword eyebrows and starry eyes” turned out to be a puqixin with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes, who was less than 1.7 meters tall.
Yin Beiqing didn’t even bat an eye, “I’ll kill him now.”
The more this goddess pretends to be Yan Yu, the more guilty she feels, because Yin Beiqing not only does not doubt her, but also treats her too well, giving her the mark of Langdie Valley, forming a blood contract with her for a lifetime, and even protecting her with his life every time .
Yan Yu: I’m sorry, I’m actually not a goddess.
Yin Beiqing: No, you are.
Later, after passing the Yuling Entrance Examination, Yan Yu was attacked by an evil spirit and fell into a coma, but soon revived with full blood in front of everyone, and transformed into a pair of dazzling golden pupils.
Yan Yu: I… am really a goddess?
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The Great Norther Wall. The Dragon Knights. The Lords of the Winter Mountains. The Descendants of the Primordial Dragon. These are the various titles of the Grand Ducal Clan Ragnar, which boasted a rich, thousand year history. Theo Ragnar resolved himself to aiming for the throne of that very same clan. ‘These cursed chains weren’t something I could slip out of. They were meant to be broken with strength.’