Paintings of Terror - Chapter 233: Coffin

The starry sky was resplendent, filled with tens of thousands of Tribes!

During the Great War of the Immortal World, when the race of the God Realm was annihilated by the sixteen Immortals’ Alliance, one of their clansmen accidentally fell into a Purgatory of three thousand years under the Immortal World, lucky enough to survive …

A few years later, in a mysterious hidden family in the Purgatory World, a crippled youth who had been abandoned by his family had accidentally awakened a dragon vein …

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Jiang Yang traveled to a parallel world and became a garbage undergraduate graduate.

He got married as soon as he graduated, and reached the pinnacle of his life. Then he achieved nothing, his family was poor, and he was unemployed at the beginning. He only had one skill. Just when he was in despair, his wife raised his chin, “I will support you.”

She took off her glasses, and the big devil who once made the singing world tremble came back.

after many years…

Jiang Yang watched Huayu being turned upside down under the ravages of his wife, he had no choice but to spread his hands, blaming only his company for dismissing him.

As for him, he is the only king of entertainment who can subdue the devil.

This book is also known as: [I am a man with BGM] [My wife is a big devil]

【Dog food, daily life, entertainment article】

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WINNER: 3rd Place, 2021 Werewolf Competition

[Mature Content]

After escaping suicide forest, August Moon finds that she has only gone deeper into the mysteries it holds. Lycans exist. But maybe she is something even stranger...

With a clandestine experimental pandemic, a decade-old murder mystery, and a timeless prejudice against strange members within the lycan community all simmering in the periphery of her newfound surroundings, August must fight to discover her own truth alongside a fierce and possessive male who claims to be her mate.

Every trace of my entire youth is engraved with the same name.

When I see the trees on the street and the clouds on the horizon, I will think of him unconsciously.

I remember the bubble tea he ordered for me, and the sparklers he lit up for me.

Those memories supported me through difficult days and made me think I was special at one point.

When I was young, I often wondered, is it possible? Even if it is one in ten thousand, what if I am the heroine in his story?

I have said goodbye to him countless times, on the phone, on WeChat, face to face, every time without pressure, because I know there will be another meeting.

But this time is different, Xu Jiamu, this time I really want to say goodbye to you.

“Goodbye, Xu Jiamu.”

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