Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 53 Importance Of The Fate And Luck Of A Cultivator...

Skilled, disciplined and merciless.

Liu Ye was a perfect killing machine for the underworld when he finally decided to step down and live a normal life. All of that for his lovely little sister who was his only family left.

Unfortunately, fate wasn’t on his side.

A forgotten debt forces Liu Ye to return to his past life but this time, in a new role. His Ex-lover, the heiress of the local triad, recruits him for something unusual— a VR Game called Avatar Online.

Elements? Abilities? Avatar?

Follow Liu Ye’s adventure as the world he knew changes upside down!

[Sultry and unconsciously seduces the heroine] vs [All villains and crazy bosses]

Yun Ranran transmigrated into a cannon fodder female supporting role in a comprehension novel. She was robbed of everything by the heroine and died tragically under her sword. The system told her that in order to get rid of the fate of tragic death, she needs to attack three blackened villains at the same time.

【The ruthless sword fairy who kills like hemp】
【The sick and charming demon who destroys the world with his own hands】
【Indifferent and unintentional buddhist son】

Yun Ranran looked at [simultaneously] [blackening] and fell into deep thought.
The three bigwigs in the comprehension world, everyone talks about it, but they have all been a little bit retrograde recently.
Sword Immortal Xiu has a ruthless way, thousands of years of cold ice, no one is allowed to approach, recently lost his identity, a small number, was picked up by a little girl, forced to be her little brother, if he is not obedient, he will be pressed against the wall for education, patted His little face told him to be good, and every time he escaped, he ended up miserable.
The demon king is paranoid, gloomy, moody, locked in the abyss for more than ten years, crawls out bloody and prepares to take revenge on the society, a little girl protects him behind him, says you are a good person, I will protect you, he was just about to be a good person Tian saw the sword fairy pressing the little girl against the wall and telling her to say “I will be good” over and over again.
The Buddha’s son is praised by the world, restrains abstinence, and is called the man who is closest to God, but he is actually a white cut black, who has been wandering between darkness and light. His hands were trying their best to be nice to him, and he pulled her into his arms, feeling tempted for the first time. As a result, the next day, he saw the little girl being cornered by two other bastards, and he realized that she had not only Buddha, but also swords and demons.
The three bosses: Oh, that’s fine.
Yun Ranran, who fell into the blackened Shura field and was tossed and tossed: Huh…not very good…wrong, wrong…
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- Description from novelbuddy

A woman accidentally sent her selfie to Tang Zheng's mobile phone. As she requested to meet him, the unlucky Tang Zheng was caught in a bus accident. At the moment of death, he was teleported into a mysteriously sealed room – a place filled with individuals who were supposed to be dead: a flight attendant, a female teacher, a rich second-generation, a death-row prisoner, a boss, and an employee.

Annan transmigrated to a new world – the Land of Dense Fog. He had become a rare elite NPC who possessed the player’s system.

However, he had the heart of a player.

I like to stir up matters, and unbridled. But, I’m a kind player. The ally of justice who is favored by this world.

I’m on a main mission. As the righteous player, I’m following my destiny to eradicate you, the evil NPC!

Dear player, I’d recommend you to stop running away. The mission is completed. I’m the righteous NPC now to punish you, the evil players…

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In the long dark night, the crimson moon hangs high in the sky.

Hoarse whisper patrols the streets. The brass steam engine is emitting blood mist.

Your brain is in ecstasy; your eyes are enchanted.

With cracked skins, it sprouts new flesh.

In the gray mists, shirek cries come from the flesh wall that consumes thousands of corpses…

“Stop crying, our players don’t bite. They just want to play with you.”

The Solitary Schemer, Number 1 Player, Land of Dense Fog’s Savior, Leader of 13 Saints, Friend of 12 Upright Deity, Pioneer King, “The Righteous One,” Gatekeeper of Forth Disaster, Crownless Deity, the great Annan advised kindly.