MTL - C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons - v5 Chapter 34 Dragon Slayer

Xiao Lou was killed in an accident and reborn in the Card World.

Each card here represents a secret room and clearing the instance will give a reward. Xiao Lou draws a card and thinks he could draw all types of equipment and weapons. As a result: Su Shi, Li Bai, Tao Yuanming… character cards keep coming one after another.

Xiao Lou, “???”

What was this escape game? What type of ghost made him keep drawing character cards?

- Description from Novelupdates

After accidentally entering the game for six years, Bu Tian returned to the real world.
The doorbell rang and he opened the door.
A handsome young man with luggage stood outside the door.
The handsome young man opened his mouth: “Okay, I will only sleep with you for a month, and we will return to the bridge road in a month. It doesn’t matter anymore.”
Step · Single Dog · Tian: “…………………………”
After living for twenty-six years, how could I not know that I like sleeping with men? !

One sentence introduction: Phoenix Gu is given to you, love to marry or not.

CP: Bu Tian X Lantern Festival, Gao Leng abstinence drug brother attack X power is infinite moving bricks.

Precautions:
1. Mainly attacking text, in the upper years, attacking is six years older than Shou, 1V1, HE!
2. Duo has no system, no skills, no backpack, but has pets, gu and martial arts.
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Content tags: Strong and powerful family

Search keywords: Protagonist: Bu Tian ┃ Supporting role: Lantern Festival ┃ Others: Bu Ming, Bu Yang, Jian San, Du Ge, Main Attack

- Description from novelbuddy

Chen Mo a game designer got sent to a parallel world with advance technology but undeveloped game concepts.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…