Touch of Flame - Chapter 113 Sweet night

He had lived a thousand lives… some were long and precious and some short-lived, forgotten in the back of his mind.

This time, he was born as baby Lee Seo-jun.

Elves… fairies… slimes… gift box… devils… he’ll use the mystical abilities from his past lives to captivate and capture the hearts of the people and become an idol, a superstar.

Using the memories of his life akin to a fairy tale, he’ll become an idol that will be remembered in the annals of history.

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Her father cheated on her and her mother remarried. Qin Yilan, who seemed to live in a dog-blood drama since childhood, finally lived a good life with a house and money after half a lifetime of hard work. As a result, she was diagnosed with breast cancer during a physical examination! ! !

Half a lifetime of hard work was in vain, Qin Yilan laughed angrily, thief God! Want me to die? no way!

Qin Yilan, who fought against fate, didn’t fall to his death, but because of his behavior of going against Tiandao even in death, he met a partner, Tiandao’s trumpet!

Tiandao Trumpet: You and I join forces to change the fate of a specific candidate.
Qin Yilan: Why do you do this?

Tiandao trumpet: If you change too much, Tiandao will become stupid, and I can take the opportunity to replace it and become a new Tiandao.

Qin Yilan: What’s in it for me?
Tiandao Trumpet: Is immortality enough?
Qin Yilan: Done!

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Doomsday crisis, zombies are attacking, the situation is critical.Don't let our enemies change from zombies coming at us to humans we protect behind us.“Brother, what would you do if I turned into an irredeemable zombie?”“…kill you.”“Then do you know what I would do if you turned into a zombie?”“Kill me.”“No,” he lifted her long hair, revealing her smooth neck.“You are crazy. I advise you to give up this irrational idea.”“Brother, this world has gone crazy.”