Defiant Martial God - Chapter 138: The Fat Girl that Big Bull Likes

The chairman of the White House of ‘City A’ and his wife died in a plane crash, leaving their 3-year-old orphan with a large fortune. The relatives were trying their best to cheat the girl and enter the house to get ahold of it. But who knew that the ’10 billion-dollar doll’ would have chosen her father, or also known as the city’s most popular guy, on her own…

Luo Sheng: “f*ck, I’m not doing it!”

Yinyin: “Daddy, hug!”

Luo Sheng: “….”

A few days later —

“F*ck, who dares to bully my daughter? I won’t let him get away with this!”

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A necromancer and a saint blessed by the Constellations. That’s me.

After a miserable past life of being enslaved by her boyfriend and best friend, Rong Yue is back ten years in time where she has a chance to rewrite everything that has happened to her.

More importantly, she gets compensated by heavens when they send the Second Young Master Qin to her.

“Master, young Miss just took the first place.” Shadow A reported.

“Only her can take it.”

“Master, young Miss just bought a robotics company.” Shadow S reported.

“Invest in it.”

Watch as this eighteen year old girl takes back the life that belonged to her with her domineering president that’s ready to be at her beck and call

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We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’.They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror.And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me.[Ding... Activation of the world tree system]