The Aftermath of Having Slept with the Villain - Chapter 321: Amnesiac Lover (17)

My name is Su Li.I traveled through time, and because of an accident, Princess Changle became a vegetative state, and I became the candidate for the celebration and sacrifice.Everyone is sorry for my miserable experience, but I almost went crazy with joy!Because I am bound to a system, as long as I have physical contact with noble people, I can get so many points, buy various commodities, and even call myself the ancestor, and return to modern times!………My name is Li Lizhi, usually they call me Princess Changle.I fell into a coma, because of an accident. In fact, I was mu*dered into a vegetative state by my jealous sister Princess Gao Yang.Originally I was planning to end my life, but inexplicably gained a husband.He loved me so much, cared everything about me, and gave me the confidence to persevere, but… the shame is, why do you have to hold me every second no matter what a situation it is?Well, I admit it, this feeling is really delicious!Darling… I miss your hold so much even if I am in your embrace at this moment!

Kang Chan, who possessed a mysterious sense and excellent combat ability!

But what the hell was this anxiety that made his heart stiff!

Puck!

A dull sound was heard and the world turned white.

After tried to wake up, a face was reflected in a mirror on the wall and he saw a fragile high school student there.

Besides, there were only those who bother him around…

‘I’ll kill everyone.’

God of Blackfield!

He didn’t know why, but that’s the name the enemy made up.

It means a god who brings death!

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In his previous life, everyone envied Lu Ye, the Nine-Lives Celestial Lord, not only because he had nine lives, but also because he had eight stunningly peerless beauties.Who could have imagined that when Lu Ye was striving to become a Heavenly Dao Saint, all eight of his partners would strike together, delivering a fatal blow!Nine Heavens Sword Maiden: “I am the Lord of the Nine Heavens Sword, but because of you, everyone thought I was just a sword servant. Lu Ye, you deserve to die!”Red Lotus Fairy: “Senior Brother, don’t blame me. If it weren’t for you, I would have long become an immortal couple with him. I don’t want to become an immortal; I just want to be with him forever!”Vermilion Bird Demon Empress: “Lu Ye, hahaha, when you slaughtered the demon clan, did you ever think that I am also a demon? You said they would harm me, but did you know that the one who has always harmed me is you!”***When time reverses, the eight empresses return to the past.Lu Ye finally realizes that if the melon is forcibly twisted, it won’t be sweet. So, he decides not to twist it anymore.Now, he wants to see how these women will live their stunning lives without him!

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?