Temple of the Demon Lord of Wishes - Chapter 88: Nonfigurative Bloody Battle

Q: How to prevent the blackening of female supporting roles?
Passerby: Crush her in terms of IQ, humiliate her in terms of force, and then correct her three views!
Chen Rong: The first choice is to get rid of the female supporting role
The second option is to kill the male protagonist
The third option… Crush the male protagonist, and then Jinwu Zangjiao!
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Chen Rong woke up drunk, the silky feeling on her hands made her stunned for a moment, and in a split second, a pair of soft and boneless hands wrapped around her waist.
“A Rong, you are not allowed to look at others in the future, otherwise, I will be angry.”
The system is roaring: “I told you to stop her from blackening! I didn’t let you sleep with her!!!”
Chen Rong: “???”
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1. The rich and the enemy of the country’s little rich woman × pure and moving Bai Yueguang [Completed]
2. Sword fairy with explosive combat power × contrasting cute high-cold goddess doctor [completed]
3. The traitorous minister who seeks to usurp the throne × the petite little princess [completed]
4. Slaughter the Great Demon King of the Quartet × Invincible Fighting Female Hero [Completed]
5. The cannon fodder who the way of heaven made me die and the cannon fodder that I don’t want to die x The temple wizard who is a veteran of Lolita

No matter who you become, I will protect you wherever you are closest.
●1v1 main attack mutual favor
●The author’s writing is slag
●The first time to write fast wear and lily
●I want to improve my writing!

- Description from novelbuddy

Edward was reincarnated into the world of Harry Potter, an act which excites him giving the fact that this was one of his favorite books. So, he embarks on the path of wizardry in the hope of discovering the way it works, the laws or theories that govern it; he wanted to find its essence.

When Edward finally uncovers the answers to the question he pondered on, he suddenly thought to himself: «Since the world of Harry Potter is real, what about all the other anime, movies, games, and books that I read from my past life? And if they are indeed real, how I can I get there?»

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This story is an Infinite Stream novel where the mc travels through different anime and movie worlds acquiring various magical abilities and knowledge in order to become a supreme wizard that stands on the top of countless dimensions and universes.

Warnings: The MC will spend a great deal of time in the Harry Potter World before going to other worlds.

I have not decided whether the [Curse Child] is canon or not. I do not care what JK Rowling said.

Although this fanfic will be a Harem, the mc will not have a thousand women. Most likely, I will write so that he has a certain relationship with some female characters, then he will leave her in her own universe. Only a few will follow him in his journey. Also, a few men will also be in his group. THIS IS NOT A YAOI.

In her past life, Xia Chu lost her virginity before marriage and was scorned by her family as a wanton woman, forced to marry an old widower with a limp. Her aunt and mother died one after another because of her. Fleeing alone to the south to work, she suffered a hard life and eventually died tragically at the hands of a scoundrel.Reborn, she is determined to protect those who love her and those she loves, to rewrite destiny. Those who framed her, she will make them suffer the consequences; those who forced her, she will make them kneel and beg for mercy; and those who killed her, she will make them wish they were dead!By the way, that tall, stoic man with good looks, loyalty, and skills, I might as well marry you since you’ve got it all.

[Longevity + Discipleship + No Female Lead + Lighthearted Humor with No Tragic Moments]When his master picks food, he spins the table there;When his master chants spells, he chats without a care;When his master takes rest, he sings a lively song;When his master lies late, he bangs the pot along;His master lives on long, but his life is rather short;His master lays him down on the hillside, as a sort;His master lifts a cup, but he won’t take a drink;His master shares a tale, but he won’t stop to think;His master holds a feast, but he leaves the table wide;His master calls his soul, but he’s nowhere to abide.Spring returns to the hills, with blooms so bright and fair,Yet master and disciple are parted, one in heaven, one elsewhere.