Married to the Protagonist - Chapter 159: Just Look At Me (2)

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!

“Dad, when mom dies, can Aunt Chloe become my new mom?”“...Okay!”Heartbroken, Serena Sinclair decisively filed for divorce.Certain that she would regret it, Adrian Lockwood agreed without hesitation.He didn't expect that after the cooling-off period ended, Serena left without a trace of reluctance.On a stormy night, Adrian sent a message to Serena.“Serena, don't push me to act. You know my temper!”“Serena, I'm giving you one last chance! ...Come back obediently, and things will be just like before!”“Serena, Miles misses you. I miss you too. Won't you come back?”The phone rang with a cold and faintly amused voice, “Adrian Lockwood, you're so shameless! ...If you don't want to die, stay away from my wife!”...Wyatt Hawthorne didn't believe in fate, but later he discovered that long ago, destiny had already cast its net around him.That net had a beautiful name called Serena Sinclair.

After dying, I woke up as a weak goblin.

To survive, I have to destroy, consume, and evolve off of other monsters.

From the ugly guy to the king who rules everything!

Second novel by Author before EER

“Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you’ll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants.

“From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?”

“Hahahaha, I’m already alone bereft of all support, my hopes dashed to pieces, shouldering only absolutely irreconcilable grudge and hatred, why would I disagree? Why would I not want it? I couldn’t ask for anything better!!”

His sword sweeps across the Divine Continent for seven days and nights, moving 90,000 miles through the starry skies, unhindered.

He slays saints and buddhas in Heaven, slaughters demons and devils in Hell, sweeping away all the grievances in his heart.