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Bloodline Evolution System: Reign of the Dragon Snake

Betrayed by her entire family, Tang Yue, the seventh princess of the snake clan, was betrothed to the tyrannical Elven prince, who is known for his blood lust and cold-blooded murders. He is even rumored to have killed several concubines mercilessly. Deemed as a piece of useless baggage and now tossed aside as a political chip, Tang Yue braved herself for the new torturous life that awaited her. As if this was not enough, someone mysteriously poisoned her in the betrothal ceremony. But akin to a slap in the face, that poison actually turned around Tang Yue’s pathetic life!! Poisonous fruits? Sure give me some. I need to snack anyways. Deadly toxin? Sure. My throat is a bit parched. Heh. Now you want to actually cut me down? Sure. You just have to slash past this thick skin! The lowly beast that had invoked its innate ability to evolve silently resolved to conquer the heavens. And of course, she had a master... ahem... system to help her along the way! ....................... Instagram: yolohy_webnovel Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/yolohy Discord: https://discord.gg/5CvPuX6M88

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Medussa's Grave Part6

"Masta! Look there." Little Plum howled. 

Tang Yue turned around and looked in the direction the wolf was pointing.

"Hmmm… Another statue huh?" She furrowed her brows, the sense of unease within her growing stronger every second.

In front of Tang Yue was a big statue of some sort of soldier. 

It was made of stone, but the carving of the statue was exquisite and it almost looked like the warrior was alive.

The blue snake and her three pets had been walking around for a while now and they had come across this type of statue several times now.

Similar stone statues of soldiers and warriors were lying around everywhere, littered on the island.

Considering that they were still in the outer edges of the island, Tang Yue observed the statue for a couple of seconds, and then she kept moving forward, slashing at the thorny bramble in front of her.