Unbeatable Martial Emperor - Chapter 45

Fu Qian gracefully removed his skull, as if a gentleman were taking off his hat to pay respects.…Everything began with a transcended-dimension invitation.It’s a story of a high-quality Thug turning the impossible into the possible.Of course, on that day, the great being behind the invitation was still unaware of what it had done.

Su Li has never expected that those she met in her first life would follow her to a new life in a new family.

Everything in this life is new and seems easy, but she knows that’s not what she wants.

She wants a revenge. Those who have done terrible things to her, those who have separated her from her husband, and those who have let her brother fail the royal examination in last life, she will let them pay in her way.

But how can a 14-year-old girl, innocent and elegant, take a revenge? How can she fight against her family on her own? How can she deal with her weak-kneed father and heartless mother? Just read and find it out now!

- Description from Novelupdates

In his first life, he was Wu Taro, in the second, Uchiha Taro, and now, Mu Taro, also known as Master Roshi. Having 300 Years of time to use before the beginning of the main story, Mu Taro star his Journey to become the strongest.___________________________________PS1: The author of the book only adapts Dragon ball, Dragon ball z and Battle of Gods.PS2: The author does not watch Dragon Ball SuperPS3: There is no GT.PS4: The real name of Master Roshi was never revealed, so the Author made a original one.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”