MTL - Apocalyptic Return To Famine - Chapter 483 [The Last Extra Story] Tang Dynasty and Qinling Mountains

“I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead...”A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

【1】
President Song Bai has written abusive articles for ten years, exclusively abusing Sadin.
Song Bai put on the male worm in the pen and was abusing Sadin.
Looking left and right, I couldn’t bear it.
In the end, I decided to take it home and pamper it.
【2】
As soon as the news that the female insects hurt the male insects came out, the whole country was in an uproar, and the people who ate melons said they would definitely leave.
The males say no to leave, eat melons and say revenge before leaving.
The male worm basks in the first baby, eats the melon and says that he will leave after giving birth to the male cub.
The male worm took a group photo of a family of four, eating melons and saying…he couldn’t say anything.
【3】
The moment he hurt the hero, Sardin’s heart was ashes.
He was full of despair, and he was willing to accept any punishment as long as he did not divorce.
Many years later, the heirs are around their knees, and their lover is on the side.
Sadin realized later that this punishment was to punish him for peace and joy in this life.

The outside is sloppy, the inside is indifferent, and the outside is cold and the inside is soft.
Note: Zerg background, it doesn’t matter if you read it for the first time
Note 2: Mutual favor, attack favor, just look at favor and attack with caution.
Note 3: Clean party carefully

Content tags: childbirth, a soft spot, interstellar sweet text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Song Bai, Sadin ┃ Supporting role: wb@一二三外人 ┃ Others:

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I became a miserably weak aristocrat in the web novel ‘SSS-Class Knight’.

With a body that can drop at a moment’s notice, no less.

‘Let’s live for now. Let’s fight on.’

I have to survive, even without knowing the ending.

In the Heart’s Kingdom, a kingdom where vampires reign and humans were nothing but livestock, Lilou, a peasant, found herself being preyed upon by the worst maniacal vampire of his kind. However, as terrifying as what he addressed her as his ‘reserved meal’, this vampire also called her his bride!

Except:

My eyes brood with fear, gazing at the still-beating heart in his hand. “My Lord, pardon me but… is this the bloody proof you promised to show me?” I asked, my voice shook as I gulped down whilst struggling my trembling knees from giving away.

“Mhm… do you now believe I’m good at capturing hearts?” The silver-haired man, bearing those menacing pair of deep crimson eyes stared proudly at me after a nod. I gasped when he clenched his hand and squeezed the fresh heart to smithereen.

“Yes, milord. You’re good at it, literally.” I’m mortified, watching the pieces of the heart fall as he approached. His every step made me take a step back until my back reached a solid pillar.

“Huh,” Samael chuckled briefly, stopping in front of me. His long, pointy nails that were covered with blood traced my elbow down to my hand. Gently, he clipped my forefinger in between his, guiding it before his lips. “Did I pass your test, though?” He asked, the sharp tip of his nail played over the tip of my finger.

I stared at his penetrating gaze as I reluctantly answered, “Barely.”

He smirked, nodding in satisfaction before he pressed his nail on the tip of my forefinger that was quick to produce a drop of blood. “Such sweet aroma.” He whispered, placing my bleeding finger in his mouth and licked it with passion.

His menacing gaze never left mine as he consumed a bit of my blood. “Does that mean you’re accepting my invitation?” Keeping my finger in between his fangs, Samael inquired.

I bit my lower lip unconsciously, my heart within my chest drummed as my back broke into sweats. “But… I’m just…” I paused, hoping my answer would put an end to this. “… I’m just a human.”

Samael clicked his tongue, displeased at my response as he let my finger go. “No,” He whispered.

My entire body stiffened when he bent over, caressing my shoulder up to my neck by the apex of his nose, as his hot breaths prickled my skin.

“You're not just a mere human... you are my human.” He stressed before I sensed his lips part and the tip of his fangs against my skin.