Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem - Chapter 13: Talk With The Ayame

Is it wrong to face the perils of Dungeon alone, in a single-member guild blessed by a failed goddess? Maybe.

Is it wrong to dream of playing hero to hapless maidens in Dungeon? Maybe not. After one misguided adventure, Bell quickly discovers that anything can happen in the labyrinth-even chance encounters with beautiful women.

Only problem? He’s the one who winds up the damsel in distress!

Su Li, an ordinary person who lived for 30 years, surviving on social welfare as a laid-back slacker.Occasional pointless complaining and self-defeating philosophical platitudes didn’t bring any meaning to his 30 years.Until he was transported to another world…Su Li, who had no elemental talent, Su Li, who was labeled as useless, lived an unremarkable life.One day, Su Li picked up a person in distress and told them: “The reason you think light is important is only because darkness pervades the world. When light fills the world, darkness will become important.”The Son of Light Saint who was betrayed by the Bishop of Light— He’s right!He is the sage who guides people forward, the signpost standing before the people, my faith, my everything!He is not a god, yet he far transcends gods.Su Li saved an injured mute bird. As birds sang outside the window, he told the bird: “The reason people like things that make beautiful sounds is only because they happen to understand that sound. Because of ignorance, there is no sin.”The Level 9 demon beast Raven, severely injured by the Mercenary Association:— All people are ignorant and foolish, thinking that ravens represent evil, even labeling me as a natural disaster. I hate humans the most, but he is the exception.If the world is what he wants, I too will aspire towards it.Su Li told his young friend who wanted to go to the big city to strive for success: “Moving upward is human instinct. If one day you fall due to reality, please don’t hate yourself.”The friend who eventually amassed enough gold coins to fill a city:I once thought that a child from a remote countryside would never understand everything I pursued. However, heaven blessed me, allowing me to witness true great wisdom…

Yunmo transmigrated into a book, and became the vicious female supporting role of the same name in a period novel.

The original owner was a fake daughter who was wronged, arrogant and domineering, bad and violent, married to a poor man by the unbearable adoptive parents.

The rough man has a good face and a good body. After he became rich, he earned a lot of money every day, but the original owner disliked the rough man before he became rich. In the end, the husband and wife separated and died in poverty.

Yunmo, who holds the Lingquan space in her hand, said that she is not panic, even if it is a bad card, she can play Wang Zhan.

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The reborn daughter, the real daughter, Yun Yao, who wanted to trample Yunmo under her feet, found that after marriage, Yunmo seemed to be on the hook.

While she was busy making money by taking advantage of her rebirth, Yunmo was drinking afternoon tea leisurely with the ladies and gentlemen.

When she was complacent about being admitted to a junior college, Yunmo got the admission letter from the first university, Beijing University.

When she was proud of marrying into a rich family and becoming a rich wife, Yun Mo turned around and befriended the richest man, and became the only heir of the richest man.

Reborn Girl·True Daughter·Yunyao: Who is the heroine? ? ?

[Squeamish Miss VS Indifferent Rough Guy]

Shuangjie 1V1, the sweet pet of the era

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The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”