World of Cultivation - Chapter Eight Hundred and Fifty Three – Golden Chariot

Lin Qingqing was still talking to her friends about taking part in the singing contest the previous night. When she woke up the next day, she came five years later and found that she had not only married a overbearing president she didn’t know at all, but also had a child with him?!!

What kind of dog blood plot is this?

It is said that she still doesn’t like her husband and children, and the most thing she wants to do every day is divorce.

Looking at the pitiful eyes of Little Meng dumpling that was looking for attention and care in front of her, the handsome and rich, carefully spoiled her, want to get close but dare not, her overbearing husband, Lin Qingqing heart felt soft, “just accept it”!

At first Lin Qingqing only wanted to be a good mother, but later she found the husband so charming that she only wanted to roll in his arms every day….

Yi Zeyan knew from the beginning that the woman did not love him. No matter how kind he was to her, she didn’t appreciate it. Even if she married him, she was not willing to look him in the eye. Later, she simply lost her memory and completely forgot him.

However, he did not expect her to become different after losing her memory. She not only did not reject his approach, but even smiled at him. Later, she even stick close to him from time to time and act like a spoiled child to him.

She has become so sweet, how can he endure it…

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Hector King, a man in his 50s, no family or friends to speak of, paralysed from the waist down due to a work-related accident. Now he lived alone with his pup Huskey.But one day, he mistakenly summoned Satan.“Ah, it's been a long time since I was summoned. You found my book? Good, what do you want? Riches? Women? Fame? Strength? Or perhaps, your legs? All at the discounted price of your... soul.” Satan offered.Hector, however, didn't need any of that. And so, his answer even shocked Satan, making that smug look disappear. “I... I want you to be my friend.”And from there, the friendship that would last eternity started, all at the price of Hector's soul....Year 2021,As a mortal, Hector died. But Satan decided to do something crazy, “F*CK IT! You're my best friend, I can't let you die. Hector, I am appointing you as Hell's Inquisitor, a position only under me.”...1935, EarthHector found himself in his old original physical body again, but he was now taller and buff.“I-I got a new last name? Hmm, it has a nice ring to it.” He muttered.He was, from then on, Hector King Washington.“WOOF!”And the good boy Moony was also there, bigger, buffed and more beautiful.

Lu Sheng, who transmigrates to the Star Sea Era, unexpectedly acquires an attribute panel capable of solidifying every single advancement he makes.In this perilous world filled with alien gods, immortals, Mechanical Ascenders, and more, Lu Sheng relies on himself to progress from mortal flesh to the singular True Self.Years later...Lu Sheng flying across the universe, gazes upon the endless darkness at the edge of the cosmos, where a colossal being as vast as the Milky Way Galaxy—once recorded in mythologies of Blue Star—resides.He speaks faintly, “You might be the most formidable Galactic Life Form I’ve ever encountered. Calling you a god wouldn’t be unjustified.”“Yet it’s a pity, for I have already established the foundation of the Great Dao and forged the singular True Self. Henceforth... you may call me the Martial God!”

Her rebirth gave her a second chance at life. She was back with a vengeance and wanted to make those that had harmed her pay. But to those that helped her, she wanted to repay them. Her evil stepmother? She would slowly pull out her claws, one by one. Her evil stepsister? She would crush her pride. She thought that by getting her revenge for her past life, she would be happy in this life. However, she never would have thought that danger would chance upon her time and time again. The hatred from her clan and whether their bloodline would continue to exist, lay solely on her shoulders. Luckily, on this thorny path, someone had always been protecting her. “Third Prince, have you ever regretted being with me?” That person laughed lightly and peered at her with a loving yet weary look, “As long as I am together with you, I have no regrets.”