Concubines Lead to Strength: The Path to Immortality Begins with Taking a Spouse - Chapter 110 - 108: Child of Luck, Even Heroes Have a Hard Time with Beauty!_3

#HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE[WARNING]****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS TOO MUCH EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED“Willa. Man, that girl. Picture perfect. Like, the kind of perfect that made my teenage hormones throw a full-blown rave every time she walked by. My nightly 'Willa fantasies' were legendary, let's just say. Pure, unadulterated, mind-melting… yeah, you get the picture.So, picture this: me, late for class, scrambling through the hallway like a greased pig. BAM! I slam into someone. Willa. And, oh boy, did I get a show. Turns out, she was going commando. A major, major wardrobe malfunction. And let's just say my body decided to throw its own mini celebration. Instant bulge. Visible. Obvious. Her eyes went wide, a mix of surprise and… was that a smirk? My blood was pumping like a jackhammer.I tried to play it cool, slinking back to my seat in the back. But guess who decided to join me? Willa, blushing like she'd just won the lottery. My heart beating hard. Was she into me? Was this my lucky day?Look, I'm not gonna lie. This isn't some deep, philosophical journey. It's about girls. Hot girls. And, yeah, a harem. Because why settle for one goddess when you can have a whole pantheon? But Willa… she's different. She's the OG fantasy. So, the question is, can I juggle a whole crew and still keep my eyes on the prize? Can I have my cake and eat it too, or will Willa make me choose? Stay tuned, because this is gonna get wild.”#HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE

As long as the land is square, Yan Bicheng should divide the world into four parts.
The dark organization “Ruyimen” has abducted children for many years, trained them as assassin agents, and sent them to the families of various countries for use in order to collect a lot of secrets, and gradually extended their evil hands to the court.
Feng Xiaoya, the favored minister of the King of Yan, suffers from bone melting disease. She is unparalleled in her “sickness and beauty”. For some reason, she abandons the eleventh wife, Qiu Jiang, and puts her under house arrest in the mountains. Qiu Jiang, who has forgotten his past, fled alone on a stormy night. After several twists and turns, on the way back, he met Yi Fei, the third prince of Cheng who was in trouble in a foreign land.
One wants to regain memory, the other wants to regain the throne. The two people who are incompatible with each other walk side by side towards Cheng in a bloody storm… but they find that the Ruyi Gate, which has been entrenched in Chengjing for a hundred years like a poisonous snake, seems to have undergone an unknown shock… …
The situation of the Four Kingdoms is back, and there is only one goal – to eradicate the evil organization Ruyimen!
However, as Qiu Jiang’s memory slowly recovered, a unparalleled secret finally surfaced…
Mrs. Ruyi, who is it? There is another mystery behind Ji Ying’s death?
What is the purpose of this return journey after a narrow escape, and where does it go?

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The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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