Ugly up to the Depths of My Soul

“You are going to be my first wife!” Huang Xiaolong explained to Song Yuru, moments after they had met on the train. "You quack!" A man to the side harrumphed, neither he nor Song Yuru were amused by the statement. Little did they know that this hillbilly from the mountains had a few tricks up his sleeves and a handsome face to make up for his awful sense of fashion. With three missions in mind- earn lots of money, get a wife (or a dozen), and get a university degree, Huang Xiaolong was about to take Coast City by storm!

The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

The Ancestor Dragon originally exuded the demeanor of a lofty figure: refined, magnificent, with eyes calm and steady, as if he possessed the spirit that would not show the slightest change in the face of a collapsing universe.


But at this moment, he had been shocked silly by Huang Xiaolong's earth-shattering words, almost scared to the point of wetting himself...


That demeanor of a lofty figure no longer existed.


Slaughter a hundred Divine Race? Assassinate a God?


Chapter 1475: Digging the Graves of the Divine Race