MTL - The King - Chapter 321 Earl of Wrightshire

Zhen Bao was the village belle in the gully village.

Fu Mingshi suddenly appeared in a suit and leather shoes, claiming to be her childhood betrothed groom.

Zhen Bao was a little confused and went with him to the big city, only to find out that this slender-waisted and long-legged groom-to-be was extremely, extremely rich!

Reading tips:

1. The heroine has off the charts affinity with animals.

2. Tall, cold business elite & sweet veterinarian beauty, sweetness all the way!

3. Also known as “You Are My Destiny”

This book is about how a famous web writer who specializes in doting genre falls in love with a Mr. cellophane writer who specializes in angst genre.

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A zombie virus started infecting the world one day. The number of infected grew exponentially as days passed... A group of zombies began attacking me and my daughter while we hid at home!

Rooooooar!!!

'I'll sacrifice myself, so please just let my daughter live...'

As I turned into a zombie, I recalled the things I had to protect.

There was only one. My daughter.

“I'm scared...”

“It's alright. Daddy's here.”

I started working on protecting my daughter after having fully turned into a zombie!

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For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”