The Villainess Enjoys Her Seventh Life as a Free-Spirited Bride (hostage) in a Former Enemy Country - Chapter 122.2

Cheng Feng, an ordinary young man. He isn’t genius, however, his elder sister has a unique body, Nine Linglong Body.

One day, his brother in law awakes an eight order martial spirit and become a peerless genius in Hidden Dragon Academy. In another side, he can reach that step because of receiving the help of Cheng Feng’s elder sister.

When Cheng Clan’s people think that their clan will rise and advance to a higher status, but this is the beginning calamity of Cheng Clan. Their talented son in law writes off the marriage,

Cheng Clan Patriarch dies…

….

His elder sister commits suicide…

After Cheng Feng sees the calamity of Cheng Clan, his heart is wrath, he only wants to revenge to the people who cause his clan fall to this step.

” I will take revenge to the people who make…”

But he doesn’t have the strength to do it until he hears a mysterious voice…

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Ye Yuwei, a natural-born adorable girl.Driven by her dream of becoming an idol, she joins the 'Galaxy Girl Group,' only to discover that her teammates are far from pure-hearted white lotus flowers, innocent little rabbits, or simple-minded beings with no cunning intentions.Most of her teammates are scheming and cold-blooded, with a beautiful exterior masking their venomous hearts—they're masters of manipulation and experts in internal disputes.Under fierce competition,Ye Yuwei is ultimately framed by her teammates and ends up shelved by the company.She thought her idol career had come to an end.But unexpectedly, the company decided to repurpose her under the principle of making use of 'waste' by sending her to participate in a talent show.Amid widespread criticism, she rises to fame as a top national idol and experiences her first romance in life—the hot-blooded and passionate love of Long Zitao, the president of Dragon Entertainment.You think this marks the beginning of a perfect life?No, following her rise to fame, she not only has to endure exploitation by the company and deal with bizarre fans but also face challenges from various major figures, unspoken rules, and her ulterior-motive-filled former teammates…

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

During the Third Great Ninja War, facing numerous enemies, Mirukawa Kaito was not in a hurry, and his hands quickly formed seals.“Water Style: Water Shuriken”“Lightning Style: Thunderbolt”“Ice Style: Ice Beam”“Lava Style: Precipice Blades”…Everything returned to calm.In the messy battlefield, Mirukawa Kaito fell into deep thought. He looked at [Focus Sash] on his left wrist and [Mystic Water] on his right hand.After a long silence, he threw the newly obtained [Onion] hard to the ground!“Damn! I am really a Pokémon, right?!”