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

Nan Mern narrowed his eyes. "Otherwise, only one of us will survive!"

Xiao Jin gave a scornful sneer, and the short dagger in his hand shot out again.

Nan Mern didn't dare to be distracted and focused on dealing with Xiao Jin. He was no match for Xiao Jin in a one-on-one fight. His weapon of choice was the bow and arrow.

Nan Mern turned around and ran. He quickly climbed up a tree as nimbly as a monkey. After locating the best vantage point, he quickly pulled out the arrow on his back, loaded it and shot at Xiao Jin.

However, before he could rejoice, he focused his eyes and saw that the arrow had not hit Xiao Jin, but a tree!

Before Nan Mern could recover himself, a piercing chill suddenly ran down his spine. He turned around and saw that the short dagger in Xiao Jin's hand was already pressed against his neck.

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