Jikuu Mahou de Isekai to Chikyuu wo Ittarikitari - Chapter 423 - Scars of disaster

“Yin Fu Jing” has a saying: It is also a stealth machine, and no one in the world can see it or know it.

Xu Hong travels through another world and finds that there is an extra volume of “Longevity Picture” in his mind.

Relying on this, not only can you monitor your own and other people’s lives in real time, but you can also steal secrets to convert abilities and lifespans.

The picture of longevity, the picture of longevity.

Therefore, Xu Hong set a small goal…to live 100 million years.

- Description from novelbuddy

A tale about the former leader of a special organization that served under royalty, now leaving his past life behind and unintentionally getting involved with the martial world.

_ _ _ MXFXF relationship. Please read the note_______She was married to a wealthy alpha when she was 20.She was forced to live as a widow at the age of 21 despite her husband being alive and well.Anabella lived her life suppressing her emotions and what she felt, all for the sake of her family. Her parents sold her off to secure a future for their Alpha son, while the family she got married into was not ready to accept her.Her husband hated her, his gaze searching for someone else among the crowd. And her son-in-law sought the image of his mother in someone else, not giving her a chance even to get close.Life was not...great. So, Anabella decided to end it all and run away.If she were going to live as a widow, despite her marriage, then she would make the best of it and ensure that she would not have to repress herself.After all, even if she was married, Anabella was not marked. And for some, that was enough reason to accept and welcome her to her new life.......MXFXF relationship. Female alphas are futas, so come in expecting thatIt will have yuri and a lot of R18 content. You have been warned beforehand

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”