The Immortal Emperor Returns - Chapter 668 - Three Alls Strategy

(Completed) She and he were born on the same year, month, day, and time, and on their first day of life, their unscrupulous parents arranged their future marriage.From then on... she began to cling to him.As a child, Luo Mengmeng would say in her baby voice to Gu Zhihan, “Husband, I want to marry you,” but he would grimace and respond, “Who would marry you!”When they grew up, Gu Zhihan hooked her chin, pinned her against the corner, and smirked, “Mengmeng, I heard getting married is cheap nowadays, I'll treat you.”From birth to kindergarten, elementary, middle school, high school, and university, they had always been together.[Growth literature, from childhood to adulthood, exclusively adored]

Mysterious occurrences loom; the entire world dramatically changes.The fate of individuals and nations becomes bound to AnalogHorror (rule kaidan), and once the chosen of destiny fail, it means countless people in their corresponding nation will be slaughtered by the strange phenomena.The entire world falls into unrest, panic, and despair.Until an absolutely unexpected individual joins the AnalogHorror game.Xiao Yiwang glanced at the weird world before him and then at the examination admission ticket in his hand.“Have middle school entrance exams always been this complicated? Well, it does prove my intelligence!”“I am retarded, but selected to join the analoghorror game?!”

After acquiring financial power, Shen Yuan had become the target of their spoken and written censure... Alternative titles of this book are “After Financial Freedom, They Offered Their Loyalty” and “Life Winner, I Have Multiple NPCs” There are some things you know. You will never regret opening this book...

There is an ugly beast that violates women in prison.

A treacherous beast that is feared and called a “Butcher”.

That’s me.

I was once a human but now I can’t even remember my own name.

I can’t speak, and I don’t understand a word they say.

It is in this deep loneliness that I am pouring my essence into the women everyday.

I pour my burning rage into them.

Over and over again, until they conceive.

From morning till night. Until the women’s souls withered.

To show them that I’m an excellent stallion and an obedient domestic animal.

But my soul has not perished yet.

I will break free from this prison soon. And when I do, it will be your last.

Every human who betrayed me, every demon who altered me, I will trample down like an ant.

And it won’t stop until I’m satisfied.

The dawn of the beast is near.