I Obtained a Mythic Item - Chapter 7

After transmigrating to a world similar to Earth, Jiang Qiao was approached by a former goddess—Ocean Blue. As Bluestar is also on the verge of collapse from invaders of other worlds, Jiang Qiao must find a way to save this one. With the ability to create a virtual game world, he creates the world of Sacred Souls. In order for this new world to grow, it has to devour other worlds. Thus, the greediest, most cunning, and horrible beings came into existence—Players.

After dedicating her life and curing the sick male protagonist, Jin Hua realized that she was living in a book, and she was the female cannon fodder who burned herself and illuminated others.

Since her death, the male protagonist finally learned to love himself and others, and then tearfully spoiled the female protagonist who was six or seven similar to her, becoming a model couple that everyone envied.

After the rebirth, Jin Hua didn’t want to sacrifice herself to pave the way for others, and took the initiative to hug the thigh of the villain Bamboo Horse, the man who forced herself to be the villain for her, and was finally made insane by the combination of the hero and heroine.

In this life, Jin Hua only wants to stay away from the plot line of the hero and heroine. The goal in life is to chase after Jian Huaiyu, love Jian Huaiyu, and love Jian Huaiyu.

Jian Huaiyu’s life creed is: love Jinhua, love Jinhua, or love Jinhua, love her to heaven.

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Three thousand years ago, Bai Qiuran, who was extremely talented, was accepted as a disciple by the founder of Qingming Sect, and the young Taoist began to cultivate the path of immortality.

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?”