MTL - Noble Emblem - Chapter 1137 Troublesome ladies

Swordsmanship and Dao unite? Shattering the void? Stop joking, speaking of Long Ao Tian transform into a girl body, male pig’s foot and female pig’s foot (internet slang for male lead and female lead) ‘s luck turn around, absolutely crushing people.
Wu Zhe, nicknamed no JJ, transmigrated and mystically fused together with a biomech.

Others pass through and become Japanese girl, he transmigrates to a Japanese girl that could be (thick fog)…..

Getting jailed right after transmigrating, suffering thirst and hunger; joining a sect and is watched attentively, wants to turn her into human cauldron; travelling in Jianghu and is forced to participate in trials, even joining in suicide squads….

Yet Wu Zhe remains alive and kicking. Because…. This new body seems to have a lot of mysteries, unexpectedly could rely on womanly basis to evolve into different forms to survive.

Bosom isn’t flat how one can pacify the world, breasts aren’t big how one can gather people’s will (*). This is the biomech’s joyous life in XuanQi world.

Wu Zhe says: “The most fortunate after transmigrating is, perfectly justifiable to walk in female hot spring….”

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Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.

Lin Jin never imagined he would ever transmigrate. And to such a peculiar world at that. Here, deadly beasts were regarded as sacred, and thankfully, he owned a museum for deadly beasts.

“Wang Cheng, we need to practice more!”

“No, I want to guarantee eight hours of sleep every day.”

…

“Wang Cheng, it’s almost nine o’clock, and you’re late.”

“Didn’t you go to work at nine o’clock? It’s still a minute away. Where’s the punch card machine?”

…

“Wang Cheng, what variety show do you want to be on?”

“Is there a fishing variety show?”

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