Ting Chan

After transmigrating, Su Ying, Major General of the End Times War Troops, became a b*tch who conspired with a jerk to murder her husband. As soon as she transmigrated, she found herself stuck with two children and a handicapped husband who could end her life at any moment. 

Su Ying waved her hand dismissively. This was a piece of cake compared to the injuries she had dealt with on the battlefield. She had even suffered from not having food or water whilst being hunted down. This was a walk in a park. 

Su Ying had her own space for resources. She had meat in one hand and alcohol in the other. She'd kill every assassin who came her way. 

Not only was she able to heal her handicapped husband, but she also managed to raise her children well. She built a house and farmland around it. She eventually established her own civilization and empire. She was the queen of her own nation. 

Once her husband fully recovered, she helped him by clearing his name and getting back everything that belonged to him in Shangjing. She then tossed divorce papers on the table so that they could part ways and enjoy their own lives away from each other. 

He clenched his jaw. "Try getting a divorce if you dare!" 

Her two children wrapped their arms around her legs. "Mommy, don't you want your babies anymore?" 

Su Ying placed one hand on her forehead. Fine, I'll take them all! 

Looking After a Battle God With Hundreds of Billions in Supplies

"It's them! They are the ones who dug up our ancestral graves!" Madam Li wiped the dried blood off her face and pointed angrily at Su Ying.

When those few men heard that, they raised the tools in their hands and pounced on Su Ying at once.

Su Ying massaged her temples. She didn't have the energy to waste on these people. She tossed the shovel in her hand aside and squatted down to pick up a stone from the ground. She threw it at the people who were charging at her.

Those people were not afraid of Su Ying at all when they saw her pick up the stone, so they became even more aggressive.

Number One and the others shook their heads as they looked at the people who were rushing over.

"Leader, I bet those people will be wiped out in three moves at most."

Number One gave a sarcastic sneer. "Three moves? You think too highly of them."

Before Number One could finish his sentence, Su Ying threw the stone in her hand.

Losing Self-control On The Mountain