Supreme Archer: Taking The Game's Weakest Class To The Top - Chapter 114: The First Dungeon (19)

This story is about the romance that blossomed between a beautiful princess and several courtiers, told through the various positions they experienced together.

Bai Bing traveled to the world of immortality and found that all immortal cultivators were parasitized by parasites.

The foundation building Dan, which consolidates the foundation of the road, is actually transformed by insect eggs;

The dirt discharged by washing the marrow and cutting the bones is actually the excrement of parasites eating the body;

The entire sect is a nest of insects;

The immortals soared, actually making wedding dresses for the parasites.

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[The race clearing system has been activated, and the swarm is being analyzed…]

[Hint: The swarm is dangerous, hide yourself and clean it up]

Bai Bing never imagined that his first mission when he came to Qingyunzong was to destroy the sect himself.

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Crying blood and tears, she pledged a poisonous vow. The gods did not fail her. She was sent back to a decade ago. The legitimate daughter of Jiang family returned from hell.

Forget it, whatever! Since they already claimed that she was a temptress that wrecked the country, she shall overturn the world into complete chaos starting with her beguiling sister, her malicious stepmother, her cruel lover and her heartless family. Let her end the lives that Yama refused to end.

She was a pawn in her past life. In this life, however, the world was her chess board. With an alluring smile and a charming figure that enchanted the entire nation, the red-clothed woman wrecked chaos among the lands. She was a vengeful spirit from hell, determined to make those who wronged her pay in blood.

“I want those who owe me a life debt to hold their hearts out in front of me. I want those who looked down on me to only be able to admire me. I want Lord Zhong Zi to shiver when he sees me. I want to step on this splendid river and mountains!”

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“You are a temptress and I am a thief.” His robe was as dark as the night and his gaze was as cold as the Northern Star. “A perfect match.”

Her red dress was akin to fire, but her heart was the coldest ice in the winter.

He was stoic in his black robe, yet he was willing to warm her frozen heart.

In this life, the elegant man seemed like a snowy bamboo grove with tall, chilly mountains, walking step by step towards her like an unstoppable force.

“Ruan Ruan, if you hate the world, then I shall conquer the lands with you.”

“What if I love the world?” She asked.

“I am the world, so you can only love me,” he answered.

He praised her, “Wifey, you are a genius!”