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

A cold wind blew past, and the white candles in the mourning hall were instantly extinguished.

The smoldering incense paper in the brazier was swept away by the cold wind. They spiraled upwards like a fire dragon, scattering fiery sparks everywhere.

The lights in the mourning hall were extinguished, causing the entire mourning hall to fall into darkness. Screams of fear could be heard all around. Those people were almost scared out of their wits.

"Xiao Jin is cruel and killed his father. He is brazen and reckless. I can't die in peace!" An eerie voice rang out from the direction of the coffin. Every word was filled with bitter resentment.

Su Ying stood in place without moving, but her eyes quickly noticed the movements in the darkness.

Su Ying abruptly raised the flashlight in her hand and shone it in the direction of the roof beam.

Even the Rats Are Coming Out