Mama's Princess is Daddy's Beloved - Chapter 22 - Would make the best soft toy in the whole world.

Kael, a former professional player of “Netherworld’s Gate” club, crossed into the game before it launched and became a Mixed-Blood Succubus. However, Kael always felt there was something not quite right about the way he raised the Fourth Calamity(player) as leeks for harvesting. Other NPCs’ methods of reaping players’ leeks: Unfathomable strength, top-tier plot backgrounds, hidden stories, and various skill teaching methods. His own method of reaping players’ leeks: An innocent yet desirable face, a small pink tail, eyes emitting hearts, skills with off-the-charts glamor… along with a turn-back-and-smile from the game’s promotional video. Wait a second, did I get something wrong with my great adventure in the game world? This book is also known as: “Succubus Reincarnation: Show Your True Skills in The Game World”, “The Common Succubus’s Cultivation Method”, “My Succubus Growth Monogatari is Surely Problematic”!!! Keywords: 【Fourth Calamity】【Kindombuilding】【Lord】【Dungeon】【Player】

Monsters, both human and beast, surrounded him. He needed power to survive this new world... but he arrived as a mortal.One moment William was at work. The next, he was captured by lunatics.He had never believed in the fantastical, but he had no choice after finding himself in another world surrounded by demonic cultivators trying to extract his soul. If he couldn't find an escape, his journey would end just as abruptly as it started.William was inches from death when a benevolent cultivator saved him from that fate. Seeing his pitiful state, the cultivator decided to give him an opportunity in the form of a tool: A system to guide him on the path of cultivation.William would use it to claw his way to the peak of the cultivation world.

Meng Yang had done a lot of s*upid and wrong things in his life. Jumping around like a clown, annoying and unpleasant. Only after his tragic death did he know that he was a cannon fodder written in a book who only existed to set off the protagonist shou.

I remember the story of a novel I had read in my previous life just before my marriage. If you don’t mess up the wedding, you’ll be poisoned by your husband! So I kissed the pastor who was in charge of the ceremony.

“Commander, are you alright?” shouted one of the holy knights as he approached the pastor who was kissed.

Huh, what?

Wait … are you the commander of the Holy Knights?

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Rurutia, who was about to die, wanted to spend her last moment in a temple where she felt at ease the most. She started a business with her friends for the temple, and it was a big hit.

“Miss, you have the world in the palm of your hands!”

“Are you a God who has descended to Earth?”

In the midst of being embarrassed by the large crown, the commander of the holy knights himself was also acting strange.

“All I wish for is to be your husband,” he said, his eyes shining with obsession. “Take responsibility for stealing my first kiss.”

This is all so wrong.

It seems that I changed my future.