PREVIEW

... nd in Zhen's garden, looking at the dark sky and the fluttering snow.

  Recalling that last winter, Sang Qianqian insisted on breaking up with him, and the eve before coming to the capital, it was snowing heavily as before.

  At that time, she didn't know that she already knew the purpose of her going to the capital from Sang Minglang.

  Shen Hanyu knew that she was leaving the next day, and wanted to see her very much.

  That night, he drove to the outside of Sang's ...

YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
Mr. Huo's Expensive Cute WifeChapter 1476
 500
4.0/5(votes)
RomanceJosei

When he did not know her true identity, he treated her very badly, he disliked her too much, she was not elegant enough, she was in the way...Only later did he realize that the woman was his legal wife! He repented, tried to recover her feelings, but she was determined to divorce him.

MTL - Take a Door with You~ The new book "The Robber" has been uploaded!
 81k
3.3/5(votes)
FantasyMartial Arts

Cao Xin, a young man on earth, died in a car accident, traveled to a troubled world where supplies were scarce, and obtained a “Bronze Immortal Gate”…

- Description from novelbuddy

MTL - Jin Yong Martial Arts Otherworld Rampagev9 Chapter 681 postscript
 159k
3.0/5(votes)
ActionComedyMartial ArtsXuanhuan

The vast Kunwu Mountains, one hundred and eight thousand. Spiritual ethereal sword rising, sweeping the summits of the nine provinces.

A modern day otaku is reborn in a wuxia world, becoming the little shishu of a little sect. Unexpectedly discovering he has the martial arts trade system of a garbage web game. Through it he can actually exchange for all of the martial arts in Mr. Jin Yong’s novels.

And so, Nine Yang Manual, Nine Yin Manual, Nine Swords of Dugu, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms… All kinds of amazing martial arts started to dominate the jianghu of another world…

- Description from Novelupdates

The Girl Who Bore the Flame RingFinal Chapter: My Happiness
 65
4.0/5(votes)
ActionDramaFantasyMartial Arts

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…