Rebirth: The Universe's Hidden Heiress - Chapter 87: Good Luck And Bad Luck (1)

When he woke up, Ling Feng found that he had transmigrated, not only transmigrated, but also transmigrated into the book of the heroine written by himself, and became the peak power of Yuan Ying, a cultivator that everyone envied.

But the moment he knew the identity of the original owner, Ling Feng panicked. It turned out that he was the ashes-level villain who only lived less than thirty chapters!

She was tortured and killed by the female protagonist for 49 days. After she died, she was displeased and threw her soul into the kennel to suppress her for countless years…

This bloody plot…Is it really written by me? ?

I have to rewrite it, okay? !

【Ding! The plot editor has been loaded, and the host can modify the current plot through accumulated experience points! 】

- Description from novelbuddy

The hierarchy of Tao Cultivation is strict, and the life of a Loose Cultivator is difficult.At the age of ten, Mo Hua's Sea of Consciousness conjured a Taoist Stele.It could forge Divine Sense, learn Formation.Mo Hua would use the Taoist Stele to craft the Supreme Divine Sense, to comprehend the various heavenly Formations, and to strive for the Longevity Road.He would change not only his own destiny but also the destiny of all bottom-tier cultivators under the heavens.(Traditional Xianxia, no system, Formation genre, growth genre)

Transmigrated into his own novel, Mu Yifan was very conflicted!

Transmigrated into his own novel and become a zombie, Mu Yifan was even more conflicted!

Transmigrated into his own novel and become the zombie king that killed the male lead, and the male lead reborn to one month before the apocalypse to take revenge, Mu Yifan has lost his calm!

Therefore, he decided to become heartless, he has to get rid of the male lead before he reborn.

Ah!?

Hold on, what kind of rhythm is this?

Isn’t he writing a Science Fiction novel?

How did it become Danmei?

- Description from Novelupdates

I possessed a character with an intelligence of 100 in a classic medieval fantasy land-grabbing game. An intelligence score of 100. That meant my predictions were always accurate. However, since I was physically weak and didn’t quite understand why that was the case, I thought it best to just live quietly. But then… leaders who began to recognize my ability started to become obsessed with me.