Demon's Virtue - Chapter 66: Will

After three years of marriage, Xia Zimu died on her and Gu Huaixi’s wedding anniversary.

She spent all her ten years of youth chasing him.

However, even though she was hit badly, until he died, he never looked at her.

After living a new life, she resolutely filed for divorce, and finally achieved a positive result with the man who had silently guarded her for ten years.

Seeing her being sweet with others, Gu Huaixi finally went crazy.

“Mumu, I was wrong, turn around and look at me, okay?”

Xia Zimu held Lu Jinghao’s hand, smiling like a flower.

“Sorry, Young Master Gu, I don’t have any place for you in my heart.”

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A fantasy tale about a monster boy who can transform into a dinosaur and his childhood sweetheart, embarking on a journey of entrepreneurship while scattering dog food along the way...(A farming novel with plenty of dog food, free trial reading is welcome)

‘Since I’m in a different world, I have no choice but to aim to be the strongest!’

Sam is a boy who was born into a noble family after being reincarnated into another world with memories of his previous life. He was born into an aristocratic family, and although he comes from a family of swordsmen, he is banished from his family because he has no talent with the sword. However, Sam has a rare talent as a wizard in this world!

‘If I can’t use a sword, I’ll use magic to become the strongest in the world!’

On his way, he has a fateful encounter with the self-proclaimed “Genius Wizard” Ur Scheidt.

Ur notices the magical talent that lies dormant within Sam and takes him as her disciple, saying ’I’ll train you.’ Sam and Ur lead a harsh but fun life, but one day their adventures come to an abrupt end…?!

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