Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim

1 drop of blood = 1-Up
Other people game overnight, I game overnight and bleed.
Ever since the dimensional storms descended upon Earth, numerous dimensional zones have appeared, bringing with them all kinds of dimensional creatures—Immortals, Buddhas, Devils, Angels, Elves, etc.
Yet, all these strange dimensional zones can turn into dungeon instances on my phone. Other people risk their lives adventuring, I spend all my time gaming.
Monsters drop dimensional crystals that boost stats, imbue new skills, and join me as Companion Beasts. These Companion Beasts fight alongside me or alone, augmenting me with their skills and strength. Rare monsters in real life? I'll just restart the game with a drop of blood to grind it.
I really need a blood transfusion.

Let Me Game in Peace

CKtalon

Liu Yun led Ya'er out of Luoyang and rode an eagle into the forest. Even if An Tianzuo personally gave the order to capture him, it was probably too late.

"Hehe, little girl, with you in my hands, I'm not afraid that bastard Zhou Wen won't come to Mount Dragon Tiger." Liu Yun glanced at Ya'er who was sitting beside him.

Ordinary children would cry from fright if they encountered such a situation. Yet, to his surprise, there was no expression on Ya'er's face. It was as though nothing had happened. She was no different from before. She sat obediently on the eagle's back. She wasn't afraid of heights either.

Is she an idiot? Liu Yun felt that there was definitely something wrong with Ya'er's brain.

How can a normal child be so calm? Not to mention a one-year-old child, even an eleven or twelve-year-old child would probably cry from fright.

Cupid's Gift