Global Dungeon: My Support Is Too Strong - Chapter 692 - Strong Reinforcements

Duplicity is true
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Bian Xi entered an NP novel. Although the heroine in the book is difficult to flirt and chase, she has a fish pond, and Bian Xi happens to be one of the fish.
This is outrageous!
Bian Xi turned his head and swam out of the fish pond, carrying her empty small purse and acting as a fish pond administrator, not only teaching how to be a man but also teaching the heroine, as long as the money is in place!
It’s just why the heroine always sticks to herself?
Said to be so cold and difficult to flirt, how can you be fierce and coquettish to yourself and still love to act like a coquette?
Bian Xi: Please walk away, the fish you raised is coming to bite me.
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Lightning protection:
1. The harems have a strong sense of existence, but they are mainly for laughing and promoting emotional lines.
2. Jiang Yinqi is an artist, but will not be involved in the entertainment industry

Content tags: urban love, special liking, wear books
Search keywords: Protagonists: Bian Xi, Jiang Yinqi ┃ Supporting roles: A group of idiots ┃ Others:
One sentence introduction: I want to be the white moonlight that the heroine can’t get!
Purpose: Where there is a will, things will come true

- Description from novelbuddy

Jian Wushuang was reborn in adversity. In order to get his revenge, he began to cultivate Heavenly Creation Skill. With the help of the Heaven defying cultivation method, Jian Wushuang gradually grew into a peerless genius from an ordinary practitioner. With a sword in hand, no one is his match. Using his extraordinary Sword Principle, he killed all his opponents and eventually became number one Sword Master from time immemorial.

Qi Le – gender: male, sexual interest: women – suffered from congenital heart disease and died early. However, God played a small trick on him and placed his soul inside the body of a trashy shou.

A huge guy is bawling his eyes out. In this day and age? Sure, maybe the world changed while I was away in that other place. I’m not some old-fashioned boomer.But what if that guy is clinging to my pant leg, sobbing and sniffling—And we’re not even acquaintances?Even in modern times, that’s just messed up. Ask any passing kid, they’d agree.So yeah, I shook my leg. He was gross and too close.“The hell’s wrong with you? Crying just ’cause you saw a ghost?” “N-no! I swear, it was really there! You didn’t see it!!”I let the disrespect slide. Barely. He was asking for help and still talking down to me just because I look young?Obviously, I’m not the one who lost his balls. He is.And yet… when I looked where he pointed—Something was there.I threw some coarse salt and looked again.He stared at me like I was insane, but I ignored it.…Yeah. Something was definitely there.It made eye contact.