MTL - I Can Level Up By Staying Idle - Chapter 165 king of chicken

Jack transmigrated to a parallel world and locked on to a Judge System that provided rewards for punishing evil. Hence, an Adjudicator of Death who stood above the law was hence born.

ive years ago, the Ye family was destroyed, and the waste Ye Chen was ridiculed like a worm on the ground!

Five years later, the Ye family trash came back! He came back with a cultivating base of weeping ghosts and gods!

This time, Ye Chen wanted to let the sky awe! Let the earth tremble! Be in charge of everything and reach the top of the sky!

This is an extremely arrogant story that pretends to be a pig and eat a tiger!

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The final article “Rebirth of the 80s hot wife is a bit sweet” new book “Transforming into the pocket treasure of the 80s boss”

Traveling back to the 1980s, the scumbag family bullied her?

“It doesn’t matter, I have a strong natal family behind me, and there is no need to negotiate if I am overwhelmed by my strength.

Not enough to eat or warm to wear? How can it be?

She has a golden finger and enjoys a good life.

The cold-faced man who always helped her silently said: “Can you stop being so close? Do you also want a divorced woman?”

Gu Changfeng looked at her dotingly and said, “From the first moment I saw you, I knew you were my destiny.”

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I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.