I Am Tired Of Being A Hero - Chapter 195: The morning after

Soft cute crying bag nine-tailed fox princess x cold heart and hot heart
Attack and favor each other 1v1, the past wears today’s cookies
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Mingying, the little princess of the Nine-Tailed Clan, was chased and killed when she ran away from home and crossed into a forbidden area by mistake. When she opened her eyes, she was surrounded by a completely unfamiliar scene.

When Mingying fled in a hurry, tired and hungry, a woman grabbed the back of her neck with a sullen face and took her away.

Knowing that she was picked up by a demon slayer, Mingying is trying to escape every day.
However, every time he escaped, he was caught by the other side by the back of his neck.

Mingying: Even if I lie on the street and be a wild fox, I don’t want to live with this bad woman!

Later
Mingying: Why don’t the bad women come and touch my tail? QAQ
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Fu Anyu caught a fox demon who was running around and disrupting order on the street.
The fox demon became a mystery, and there was no such demon, so Fu Anyu kept her in his home for the purpose of surveillance.

The fox demon is simple and squeamish, and always has no intention of tearing down the house and causing trouble. Fu Anyu had to investigate her origins and teach her how to live.

Who would have known that the fox demon, who had to run away from time to time, was sticking to her day by day.

#I just want to monitor the fox demon but raised a wife#
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The cover is set for the protagonist, thanks to the artist guilu

Content tags: A special liking, ancient and modern, urban strange news, cute pet

Search keywords: Protagonist: Ming Ying, Fu Anyu ┃ Supporting roles: Chen Yanxuan, Du Yunxin, Hu Xiuli, Li Lingmao, He Che, Su Jinyu

One sentence introduction: The president only pets me rua me~

Purpose: Even if the identities are different, we must understand each other and live together.

- Description from novelbuddy

Darkness. The ultimate ruler, the true One-Above-All. Everything starts from it, and everything returns to it eventually. People say that in your final moments, darkness seeps in your very existence, engulfs your whole being. They say it’s an incredibly relaxing feeling that takes you on your journey to your afterlife. They say that in the very darkness, the ‘nothingness’ your weary soul will finally be able to rest and relax. This brings up some very philosophical and existential questions. Do you even exist?

Follow the epic journey of Aiden, the last primal, a unique and ancient race as he finds his place in a strange, new world, filled with threats and violence.

The world spat on him because he betrayed humanity and took the side of darkness.His executioner was his best friend and his lover stood on one side, her eyes hollow and devoid of any sympathy.Every single one desired him to vanish.However, the moment his pitiful life came to an end he found himself getting summoned by a Goddess.Kneeling on the ground and requesting for his help,[For the last time, please wear the mantle of our champion again. This world needs you, Clarsen.]So she said.The world would be pushed under the darkness of death again, and this time there would be several chosen warriors there to save the world.Yet, despite all that, the eldest Goddess was begging for his support.“Fine, I will do it myself.”********Additional tags: Strong to stronger, ruthless MC, kingdom building, limitless mana, possessive characters, regressor, transmigrator, obsessive love.*********A/N:- Give the story a read until it goes through a time skip. I request you to pass the judgment after that.

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