Invincible Uncle-Grandmaster - Chapter 397 - Cataclysm (1)

Mu Yangling was reborn into a hunter’s family, and she expected to live a simple and happy life.However, a disaster almost shattered their home.His father was conscripted into the army because of a war, and the whole family had to follow and settle in a farming village.Unfortunately, they couldn’t even distinguish the seedlings of the five grains.As Mu Yangling looked at her mother and younger brother, who were on the verge of tears, she straightened, lifted her head, and said, “It’s okay. I have strength.”She also had some agricultural knowledge from a thousand years later!

A cultivation story about how a declining sect is restored by a narcissist, a troublemaker, a meanie, an idiot, and a wimpy kid.

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Because of her beauty, Dr. Su is visited by dozens or even hundreds of patients every day for various ailments like hemorrhoids and toothaches.Unexpectedly, there comes an even more outrageous claim: “Doctor, I'm injured there!”Just as Su Mei Xi was about to get angry, she realized it was the man she had met two months ago.Back then, he had been composed, but today, he claimed responsibility and they immediately registered for marriage at the civil affairs bureau, walking out with two red certificates.Initially, she thought she merely found a giant tree to lean on for shelter. However, when her ex-boyfriend, stepbrother... continuously came to harass her, she discovered that this tree not only had exceptional strength, a deep background, and mysterious origins but could also cook, wash clothes, and make beds...And then, one day, a helicopter landed, and he descended from the rooftop. Only then did she realize he was actually a distinguished war god!

“Let’s get a divorce,” Chen Jinyao said.

She knew that she was only a supporting character in this novel world. The male lead only married her as a business relationship and, sooner or later, the female lead of the story would eventually show up.

If Chen Jinyao was indecisive about leaving, only heartbreak would follow.

Something pulled her thin white wrist, and next thing she knew, she was pushed down and pressed against a pillow. Yan Cheng’s peach blossom eyes bored into her in discontent as he declared, “Only in your dreams!”

After spending a colorful night, she was too tired to lift a finger.

When she fell asleep in Yan Cheng’s arms, she had a dream.

In her dream, she had turned 80 years old.

But can someone tell her why she still hadn’t left the marriage at that age?