My Ten Wives and Ten Rings in the Apocalypse - Chapter 134 Please, Don’t Open It. Repeated Chapter

On her wedding night, framed for infidelity and to be burnt alive?Chu Qianli laughed heartlessly, “I've already written the divorce letter for you, farewell.”Feng Yexuan seized her firmly, his cold and sinister voice cutting through the air, “Thinking of leaving? The only way out is over my dead body!”…The Divine Doctor unexpectedly transmigrated into the unlearned Princess of Prince Xuan, and Chu Qianli only wanted to live an easy life without any ambitions.But she inadvertently caught the attention of the obsessive and insane Prince Xuan and accidentally got spoiled to the heavens!One day.The officials approached with gloomy faces, “Prince, the Princess is causing chaos in the Golden Hall again, please reassert your authority!”Feng Yexuan knelt before his wife with a thud, presenting a “taming husband whip” with both hands, “Lili, I've ripped their mouths for you, can you be a little gentler?”

What happens when a bored and hungry zombie woman who reads to fulfill her basic needs transmigrates into a dungeon apocalypse novel, the book that caused her accidental death?If she was a cannon fodder, it would have been better. Instead, she was the passerby who died after handing the female lead, the special ring- a great golden finger that ended the apocalypse.And she wasn't even mentioned by the female lead, who claimed all the credit for being the world's savior, forgetting her sacrifice.After understanding the situation and losing the ring, her first thought was to look for food and sleep.She doesn't want to be the hero of the world, she is kind to leave it for the female lead to hug all the glory.But the two men she saved randomly always hung around, unwilling to leave her alone, and a reborn female lead who kept staring at her with hatred.Update Time: Tuesdays and Fridays with two chapters each. (⁠〃ﾟ⁠3ﾟ⁠〃⁠)

One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. And even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques.

However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed…

One day, a ghost possessed me.

The younger brother donated his kidney to his older brother and chose death over living with only one kidney.

A high school girl tried acting in front of her father.

A Korean military police officer from the Japanese colonial period belatedly tried to protect his country.

A con artist attempted to steal his partner’s heart but ended up losing his own.

I could vividly portray their lives.

Their experiences were akin to a theatrical performance, almost theatrical.