Talent Awakening: I, the Weakest Awakened, Start with Dragonfire Spell - Chapter 411 -A Frenzied Assault

Who has been harmed by all kinds of superlatives and scum?
But these people climbed faster and higher than anyone else.

Lu Anran just wanted to let these people know what a mountain is higher than a mountain.
Let them know what is real scum, superb and ruthless.

Scumbags: Oh, I’m the best at bullying the small and bullying others with power.
Lu Anran: Sorry, you are not as ruthless as I am in terms of tactics, you are not as important as me in terms of scheming, and in terms of status and strength, you are not as strong as the person standing behind me, tsk tsk tsk, no wonder you are being abused by me.
Scumbags:  …please forgive me.
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Just a little:
Attack: Do you like me?
Lu Anran: I like it, I like you the most in my life!
Attack: What about the next life!
Lu Anran: I will miss you deeply in the next life!
Gong: Don’t let me find it in the next life, or I will…
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Be in charge of Su Su Su Lang into flowers, attack and be in charge of pampering
Every world is HE
Shuangwen

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One sentence introduction: Who can surpass me in terms of ruthlessness and scum.

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Doctor Irish Lane- 28 years old, was a renowned psychologist in New York. She looked stunningly attractive, sexy, and smart—a real beauty with the flesh of ice and bones of jade to every man's eyes.

One day, she woke up with a dashing and mysterious stranger on her bed. Recalling last night's event, she can't remember how they end up together in the huge bed. She stared at the calm face before her and was startled when his phone rang. The man woke up and quickly answered the call.

She clearly heard the conversation he had. The stranger was getting married today! Composing herself, she hastily took money from her wallet and handed it to him without giving him a chance to explain. She sprinted to the door and disappeared from his life.

Unexpectedly, when she started her new job, the stranger once again appeared in front of her, dragging her into a murder case his company, Runestone Group, involved.

She refused him immediately, but no way he would let her escape.

He calmly said, “It's very dangerous for you, being so beautiful, to get into my car in the first place. And I take no for an answer!”

Irish tried to calm herself down and then did her seat belt. “Mr. Dover, I've told you that I also usually charge overtime pay.”

“Doctor Irish, don't you think your professional fee is high?”

“Is it?” Irish rolled her eyes, and an idea occurred to her, “No, the price of basic commodities nowadays is increasing, so doctors should increase their salary too.”

“You are a smart woman.” He said a half-sentence, and the end of his words was meaningful. “Of course, the extra money on the check was just an advance deposit. We can negotiate about the related remuneration once I'm satisfied with your performance.”

His scheming trick clearly trapped her, and it was too late for her to take back her words and realize the implication of her abrupt action.

A dangerous game of love that is full of lies and deception. Two exceptional individuals that fate collided, leading to the past they tried to bury.

[No CP + Escaping Famine + Cultivating + Space]Note: Don't compare the novel to reality, this is not a documentary.When she opened her eyes, Gu Changan traveled from the apocalyptic world where she had just awakened her abnormal ability, all the way to ancient times during a famine.Her father was an old fool, not only was he directionally challenged, but he also lacked virtue in all five aspects.Fortunately, her grand mansion became her portable space?Her lightning-based ability was still there?This cheat was a bit overpowered.Her father doted on her like a precious daughter?Gu Changan took out a bag of rice.Old fool father: My daughter is a little fairy.Gu Changan took out a piece of meat and a bag of flour.Old fool father: My daughter is a little fairy.Gu Changan took out a chicken.Old fool father: My daughter is a little fairy.Gu Changan had only one goal: to protect her foolish father, and together they would survive and become divine beings.They wanted to merely survive, yet they ended up walking the path of finding work.

They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.