Chaotic Lightning Cultivation - Chapter 265: Tiger Escaping the Cage

The king of green tea, Zhao Qingdai, overturned. It turned out that she was just a vicious female supporting role. How arrogant she was when she robbed a man, how tragic she died in the end.
At this point in the development of the plot, she has robbed the heroine’s three boyfriends.
System: Hurry up and blow up the female lead’s favorability, and embark on the road to life!
Zhao Qingdai kicked the scumbag man angrily, crying to the heroine, “Where is green tea, she is clearly my sister’s little bitch~
Du Jingmo has a green plum, which is full of greenery and exudes the fragrance of tea.
One day, Ome changed.
Huan Wen Nuan is attentive, acts like a spoiled child and does not stop, sisters and sisters cry all day long, and they give hugs and hugs when they have nothing to do.
Du Jingmo: This green tea is pretty fragrant?
Zhao Qingdai actually has a secret.
Du Jingmo is the moon favored by the creator.
Also her bright moonlight.
Still her heart is bright.
A cold face and a soft heart

Content tags: Soft spot female supporting system sweet text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Zhao Qingdai, Du Jingmo ┃ Supporting roles: Gu Cheng, Du Zhong ┃ Others:
One sentence introduction: Gold Medal Green Tea Survival Plan
Purpose: face up to yourself and face life bravely

- Description from novelbuddy

Jane was a horror lover. But, despite her love towards horror movie, she had not had any encounter with the astral beings herself.

However, when she moved to her new dormitory, she made herself a new friend.

A ghost, to be exact.

And a handsome one, too.

But, there was something suspicious with this ghost. He was too...human.

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“As the Princess of our clan, you deserve to command the Seventh Advisor and The White Army. May you bring peace upon those who are visible and invisible.”

“...” A princess? Don’t joke with me!

“Just accept it. It’s not bad, though.” A certain someone nudged my elbow as he grinned teasingly.

“You will be the only princess who has two prince consorts.” The older one spoke calmly. “My dear princess, will you build your own harem now?” His eyes flashed with dangerous glint.

Harem?! Screw you! I suddenly felt that these two men were only here to cause me troubles......

As the Gods descended onto Earth to bless their children to save them from the threat of extinction, supernatural beings were born with the help of the System.

However, not everyone was blessed.

Zayn was a “Normie”, but he was quite happy about that!

Who the hell needs the Blessing of a God or a spoon-feeding system?

I don't!

As long as I had the Grimoire of the Ancient, some fragmented memories of my past, and my Army of Spirits, not even Gods would dare to look me in the eyes!

Life from birth has been nothing but hell. I lost my parents to some stupid aristocrats whom they offended. Executed for no good reason.

My relatives abandoned me and pushed me aside. They feared for their lives and left me and my sister to starve and wander the streets alone!

No, this is worse than hell!

I watched my sister die of starvation. Her lips were dry and her feet bloody. Her nails were broken and her fingers riddled with cuts. She struggled in my hands and after a few seconds of struggle she passed away. She seemed joyful in death so I prayed mine will come just as swift and merciful as hers.

So I stayed in the alleyway, alone with her rotten corpse awaiting my fate for God knows how long. I could see it already. The darkness encroaching from all sides

Everyone said death is scary but I say it’s the end! Who needs life after death? What is the need for reincarnation?

Who would want to return to this crazy world?

“It’s not yet time for you to go… You have one more task to accomplish as my host” A voice called out to me.

I could barely see or speak but how can I miss such a beautiful face? It was an extremely handsome man who gazed at me with tender eyes.

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“Haven’t I suffered enough? Can’t I just rest?” I cried out. Why would I want to stay back in such a cruel world?

“Don’t you want to avenge the death of your parents? Don’t you want to become something greater? I can make that happen!” The beautiful man said with an alluring voice.

“You… Who are you?” I asked with an anxious heart.

My parents always said God is the only one who cares about me! Maybe in my final hours, he has come to save me.

“Call me Death…”