MTL - Ranger Legend of Azeroth - Chapter 32 Structure of the army of the undead

When Ye woke up, she found that everything had changed. His spiritual power is gone, and the beauty master is gone. He himself became a waste of the wealthy Ye Family, was forced to change his marriage, could not cultivate the waste, and countless people wanted his life. If you want to change your life, you can only rise strongly. Only the hand can cover the sky, the most powerful Wu Shen!

- Description from Ptwxz (translated)

【Ensemble + System + Family Culture + No Female Lead + Protagonist Isn't Human!】Patriarch, something's wrong, a member of the clan is injured! Hurry, take them to the Sacred Tree!Patriarch, something's wrong, a clan member's life is hanging by a thread, they're about to die! Hurry, take them to the Sacred Tree!Patriarch, something's wrong, a clan member just passed away! Hurry, take them to the Sacred Tree, we mustn't let the body cool halfway!Reincarnated into a weak locust tree, Noah originally only wanted to bask in the sun every day, gaze at the moon, and live a leisurely life.But many years later, Noah looked down upon all living beings, only to suddenly realize that in this world, all were beneath his roots, within the shade of his tree.And that small family clan from the beginning, at some point, had already grown into a colossal entity.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”

Three years ago, she was cruelly abandoned by the man she loved deeply, leaving her to walk down the aisle alone while heavily pregnant. Three years later, she reappears transformed, stunningly beautiful, and says with a smile, “Husband? I don't need a husband.” The man behind her narrows his eyes, his thin lips turning into cold blades, “Qin Yan, try saying that again?”