MTL - Counterattack of a White Lotus that was Reborn into an Apocalypse - Chapter 12 return

When you grow up, you’re mine.

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Lu Feng, with her fiery character and short temper, only had one fatal weakness. That was the lukewarm and soft Xu Mu.

There were so many youths in the capital, yet she took fancy to none of them. She instead sought after her newly arrived neighbor’s sweetie and secretly planned to kidnap him home.

Until one day, the two became cousins…

Lu Feng: … That nutrient-rich water cannot flow into someone else’s field!

Xu Mu: =v=

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Xu Mu: What am I to you?

Lu Feng: You are my sweetest candied fruit!

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In their previous life, Xu Mu and Lu Feng were married for only half a year when she died in battle. Xu Mu couldn’t bear the news of her death and followed her three days later.

Who knew that after he died, time flowed backward and returned him to their childhood. Xu Mu sat on his bed, dazed. In this life, he needed to think of a way to first find his wife, then chase her with all his strength. Only until he made up their past life to her would he “leave”.

Xu Mu: Last life, I didn’t love you enough. This life, I want to love you even more. Starting from innocent little childhood friends to the grey-haired and weak elderly, I will not let you go.

- Description from Novelupdates

I fell into a wannabe murim.But apparently martial arts is supposed to be difficult?Hm… Is it really that bad?

Liam feels increasingly suffocated by debt, paralyzing shyness, and the monotony of everyday life. However, everything falls apart when he is falsely accused of a crime and is on the verge of being expelled from university. But as he's wandering hopelessly back home, a strange voice echoes in his head, informing him that he has received the “Harem App.”Suddenly, his life is turned upside down, and he now has supernatural powers to win over beautiful women. At the same time, he finds himself entangled in conflicts far beyond those of a mere human.

At the end of the story, I found myself in the body of a hidden villain, betraying the heroines. Since I’m not particularly concerned about the end of the world, I’m calmly waiting for the finale… “You’re the only one who truly appreciated my painting of the boa.” “When I make plans to meet you at four, my heart starts racing at three... is this what they call being tamed?” For some reason, the heroines are starting to take an interest in me.