I Became the Maid of the Lout Prince - Chapter 92: Motivation (2)

Chi Lang transmigrated to the Middle Ages as a third-rate magician in a third-rate magic academy. His magical aptitude is zero. But he has a good roommate.

His roommate is good-looking.

His roommate is good-natured.

His roommate helped him escape from danger several times.

His roommate never complains.

Chi Lang felt like he liked his roommate a little bit, and then his roommate helped him solve his ‘single’ problem.

It wasn’t until much later that he realized that his roommate was a remarkable figure.

——He was one of the demons sealed by the magician known as the “God of Magic”… And Chi Lang became the one who unlocked the seal of the Demon Lord.

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Fear breaks the boundaries between dreams and reality, and it is impossible to tell which is reality and which is illusory. When the nightmare really comes, no one can be alone.

This is both a danger and an opportunity.

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Completed · Pet NovelThe first time they met, he coldly told her: I hate idiots the most, from now on you must keep a five-meter distance from me.From then on, the Demon young master started getting his face slapped crazily.“Xia Xiyang, who approved you to be so far away from me?!”“Xia Xiyang, if you're cold, I allow you to hide in my embrace.”“Xia Xiyang, come here!”Wait, hold on. What happened to keeping your distance?!Before meeting him, Xia Xiyang had nothing.After meeting him, Xia Xiyang embarked on a life as if she had special advantages, with his love and backing, she started a crazy face-slapping mode of crushing scumbags, forcefully reclaiming everything that belonged to her!Until one day, Xiyan discovered his other identity, which turned out to be...

Perhaps the paintings in a museum are subjected to more nonsense than you would hear anywhere else in the world.The language that comes out of an artist’s life is the painting itself. It contains the most ordinary lives that know failure, desire, recoiling in fear, and compromise.Learning is about understanding that language. We miss much of what the paintings speak because there is no way to ask the long-dead painters about the philosophy of their lives.In an alleyway in the residential area of Jongno, there’s a peculiar art gallery. This place enables us to transcend such limitations. By sheer coincidence, I ended up visiting that place and began living an entirely different life.