MTL - Kaleidoscope of Death - Chapter 135 true and false

Gu Heng traveled through twenty years, and the garbage system ruined his life. There was no hope for cultivation, and he could only be a small mortal. Although he is a mortal, he must do good things. He helped a poor girl casually, and she became the “Snow White Sword Fairy” who was famous in the three realms in the future. He picked up a seriously injured little wild cat and raised it for a long time, but suddenly found that his pet had become the “Ten Thousand Demons Venerable”. He taught a young alchemist hand in hand, and unknowingly refined the “Ten Thousand Medicines Saint Hand”. He recognized a thin female apprentice, and eventually accidentally refined the “Ancient Emperor”. Gu Heng: None of this has anything to do with me, I am only mortal. Everyone: Stop arguing, they all say that you are the only emperor saint teacher in the world! !

He had been the best assassin of all time in his world and when he was finally killed, a goddess took the opportunity to send his soul into the body of a boy in another world who was weak for now but who was destined to become the most powerful mage of this world.

This young boy was called Kevin and he decided to take his identity as he had kept his memories.

The only thing he had in common with him was that they were both orphans, but Kevin had a weak mind and a weak body, in short, everything he hated the most.

After successfully entering the Sun Sect as a mage, he managed to open the book Kevin had inherited from his parents and which he had been unable to open.

What was his surprise when he realized that this book had turned into a System that allowed him to level up like in the virtual reality games he used to play in his home world.

With the help of this System he will fufill his wish, he will become the most powerful humans of this world, not even shapeshifters or demons will be able to do anything to him.

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Kevin turned his head towards him and seeing that he was still naked he said, looking away again : “Get dressed first, then we'll talk.”

Axel found some clothes that looked loose and put them on right away, he also took a pair of daggers whose blades were just a little shorter than his forearms, and he then approached Kevin and hugged him from behind.

Kevin let him doing whatever he wanted, even though one of his daggers was now very close to his throat, Axel said to him close to his ear : “ want to trust you Kevin, so give me a good reason to.”

Kevin then asked him : “What do you want to know ?”

Axel sighed, threatening Kevin with his own daggers won't do him any good, and he risked breaking the bond they were just making.

He then took a decision and planted the two daggers in the ground in front of them, he ran his hands under Kevin's sweater and circled his waist with them, pressing him more against him.

Kevin hadn't expected this turn of event and he felt his heartbeat quicken. Axel's hands were warm and he could feel his huge erection against him, one thing was sure, it was that he didn't let him indifferent.

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WARNING this is not a slowburn romance and it's a R18 BL novel with lots spicy scenes so if you like reading 100 chapters before the mc and ml kiss for the first time just skip this story it's definitely not for you

Otherwise, follow the adventures of our two heroes, if you love worlds filled with mysterious creatures, magic, fights, a System that allows you to level up quickly, and a unique and powerful love story then this story is for you.

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After rebirth, she, who used to be a top international spy, becomes the eldest daughter of the Fengs, a fat girl who is ugly and foolish in the eyes of the ordinary people.
Mastering Royal 18 Saber Moves and Purgatory 9 Palms, she rose to fame with the martial arts of Demon Cook.
Upon an imperial edict, she was ennobled as the wife of Lord Cen, and then suffered various intrigues and plots…
She proved herself to be a real overmatch and a true genius to the world…