MTL - Reincarnation: Demon Hunter - v20 Chapter 200 Looking for VIII

[Both men and women are strong and clean, cool and lovable, and boldly jump into the pit]

This is a story of a waste material and a concubine who turned into a genius, and a story about the hardship of a black-bellied prince in pursuit of his wife.

“Have you heard, Qing Yunge is crazy!”

“I heard, don’t mess with her if you mess with the King of Hell.”

The first killer of the Dark Moon Alliance in the 21st century, Jue Ge, died at one point, and actually transmigrated into the first waste. Not only was he extremely poisonous, but his appearance was ugly?

It’s a joke, she Qing Yunge is not the direct daughter of the Qing family in the past, the royal family is a fork, and they will all let you perish!

Consolidate jade bones, restore face; control mysterious beasts, call legions; break spirit formations, practice magic pills.

The Divine Phoenix Nirvana, the return of the Divine Phoenix, the Chaos Spirit Tool, the sword that shook the world, and from then on became the master of the nine clans.

Until that day, it suddenly changed, disappeared in an instant, and transformed overnight.

The Nine Clan Wars, the Four Kingdoms turmoil, the Mysterious Beast riots, the situation is surging.

She turned the clouds and covered the rain, covered the world with her hands, and the turbulent waves were all contained, and she was able to set the world.

Leng Yanqing, arrogant and arrogant: “I want these nine clans.”

Someone smiled with thin lips and raised his chin lightly: “Then you, I want it”

【Wonderful little theater】

One day, in the Orc Realm, in the area of ​​the Flame Mountains, the girl who was chased halfway across the continent finally couldn’t help but glared at the man behind her.

So, facing the raging fire and the eyes of countless fire-type profound beasts, she said gloomily, “Can you not follow me?

Turning a blind eye to her, the man’s folding fan closed with a snap, and looked at him with a warm smile: “That’s not good, you promised to be my daughter-in-law.”

“When did I agree?” She gritted her teeth, she was really a black-bellied, cunning and insidious villain.

“Qingqing, have you forgotten? In the past, at the banquet, I gave you a jade pendant, and you returned it with a sachet.” He said slowly, “You and I have exchanged tokens of love, and it’s long overdue to get engaged.”

“Fart, it’s you who fucked me!” she said angrily.

“Well, I’m jealous of you.” He was kind, and then raised his eyebrows and smiled, “That’s because I fell in love with you at first sight.”

“Why don’t you be more shameless?” She just felt like she was going to be pissed off.

“I’m all shameless… Madam let me kiss and you’ll know.” He smiled sweetly, “Are you kissing?”

“I kiss you uncle!” She jumped up, just wanting to punch this peerless face.

He actually pondered for a while, and then refused righteously: “No, you are my daughter-in-law, you can only kiss me.”

Qing Yunge sighed up to the sky, covered her face and wept, she really wished she had never known this black-bellied person.

【Special Note】

1. This article is about one person for the rest of your life

2. The heroine is not a virgin, not a novice, and not a good person.

3. Regularly update, do not abandon the pit, and jump boldly.

- Description from novelbuddy

The pessimistic and negative daughter of a concubine living in the ancient times thought – since life is so difficult, why should one invest serious effort in struggling to live?

The life of an ancient noble woman is often determined and controlled by her family. Moreover, one’s actions often implicate one’s entire family – thus, it is fairly common to see an unexpected calamity result in suffering borne by one’s whole family. Managing to live a good and successful life while retaining one’s dignity is simply too difficult to achieve.

Ah, living in the ancient times is simply too dangerous – we should all just sleep till we die.

- Description from Novelupdates

I found myself in a parallel universe, awakening as a male priest. Everything seemed perfect; after all, as a healer, specializing in aiding women should pose no issue, right? However, I couldn’t help but wonder about some peculiar spells in my repertoire.

Firstly, what in the world is the “Instantaneous Outbreak of Acute Gastroenteritis” spell? And don’t even get me started on the “Osteoporosis” spell. What purpose could these serve in my healing endeavors? The confusion only deepened with spells like “Blood Burn,” “Gradual Freeze,” and “Mental Chaos.” Can I still peacefully focus on healing women with such ominous abilities?

Comparing my spells to those of other professions, I couldn’t help but notice the stark contrast. Mages wield “Doomstorm” and “Ice Age,” swordsmen boast “Sword Rain: Homecoming” and “Wind-Cutter Slash,” while archers showcase “Arrow Rain: Shooting Stars” and “Storm Arrow.” Yet, my ultimate spells are disturbingly named “Cancer Cell Proliferation,” “T-Virus Infection,” and “Rabies Outbreak.”

In the midst of it all, a certain character, some crying girl, laments, “Noooo, I just took a bath, who would have thought that I would become infected!”

Meanwhile, a villain chillingly asks, “Do any of you know what it feels like to burst apart while spouting blood? No! You don’t know!”

Even a boss character confesses, “Dear family, who can understand? I just took a nap, and when I woke up, I suddenly found that I have no kidneys!”

5 years after the world changed, the final boss appeared.