The World Turned into a Game After I Woke up - Chapter 180: Their Circumstances, Part II

Jiang Liangchan was transmigrated into a book and to the body of a sweet naive young woman whose family was destined to be a supporting role and a cannon fodder with catastrophic end.

Her father and brother would cut off the male lead official road. While she on the other hand would be as ruthless as a demon and tried to kill the female lead.

With knowledge of this plot, she frantically followed and helped Cheng Fang and the female lead among to act as a go between in an attempt to make up for their mistakes.

Finally, the story line goes to the magpie bridge, where the female heroine set foot on the bridge, henceforth will entangled with the male protagonist in one’s life and will doted on all her life.

Standing at the foot of the magpie bridge, Jiang Liangchan breathed a sigh of relief and was ready to retire

Chen Fang stared at her and lifted her chin: “This bridge is yours.”

Jiang Liangchan: ?????

I treat you like a brother, but you treat me like your girl instead?

This friendship between the ruthless male protagonist and the vicious female isn’t that simple, right?

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It is said that all illegitimate children recognized by the boss can inherit a mountain!

The difference is that other people inherit the golden and silver mountains,

Li Guoguo inherited the real mountains. Fortunately, there are several.

At the same time, heaven gave her a farming system. If you don’t farm, you’ll die!

One day, a video introducing the tourist scenery of Taoyuan village was added to the live broadcast platform.

There are clusters of fruit trees, magnificent waterfalls, beautiful scenery, quiet streams, and small animals.

People: Liar! I’m in this city. It’s impossible to have this scenery in the wild mountains!

Not long after, people said: Awesome..

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In the Jiuxiao Continent, martial arts is respected. The weak are like ants living in the ruins of dark alleys, while the strong are like dragons roaring and gathering at the top of the clouds. The laws of this place use blood as ink and bones as inkstones. A three-foot-long sword can split the sun and the moon, and a murderous thought can stir up a bloody wind. There was once a drunk madman who trampled eighteen royal cities to pieces. Wherever the sword pointed, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were dyed red. There was also a saint who lowered his eyes to calm the nine thunder tribulations, and with a flick of his sleeves, a golden lotus suddenly appeared in the abyss.

The challenges a female cultivator had to overcome on her life journey were countless.