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Revenge of the Shaman

The Xi'an tribe was annihilated in one fell swoop by the Hong Kingdom, led by the infamous General Long Zhao Xue. Xiao Yue, a young princess of the Xi'an tribe was unable to escape death but found herself transmigrated into the body of her enemy's newly-wedded third wife. Backed up by a surviving shaman from the Xi'an tribe, Xiao Yue carefully planned to exact her revenge. When her identity was revealed to General Long Zhao Xue, it turned out that the real Long Zhao Xue died a long time ago. Long Zhao Feng who took his brother's position accused the Xi'an tribe of the crime. "Why don't I tell you what happened, hm? Your people killed my brother first, so when the King issued the decree to annihilate your tribe, I was more than happy to go," he told her viciously. Xiao Yue expected to live the rest of her life in desolation. But then the man boldly asked her to make a decision. "I am not going to accompany you to play hide-and-seek anymore, Xiao Yue. We have come so far. You made me do this. Stay or leave? You can make the decision. I already laid down the terms." Warning : This is not an erotic story but there will be a few smut scenes eventually, so it's R18 only. No rape scenes. Also, the main couple is a man and woman but I do have a side pairing which is a man and a man. There will be mentions about them from time to time, but no explicit sexual scenes. After working hard for months, I will start updating once a week starting from March 2022 :) P.S. : You are not reading the wrong summary. The title of the book is to be changed to "Revenge of the Shaman" soon :)

Lu_Shui · ファンタジー
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Saving General Long

Xiao Yue's head throbbed hurtfully. The pain threatened to split her head into two. Blinded from the pain, she tried to crawl forward to reach Long Zhao Feng and Xi'an. It was hard enough in a narrow confined space, not to mention the prevailing darkness. Only a few rays of morning sunlight served as a light source from above.

"Long Zhao Feng...?" she called in hesitation.

"Here," came the weak reply.

Xiao Yue crawled to where Long Zhao Feng was.

The man was lying on his left side against a giant protruding root while breathing heavily, his eyes closed as large sweat beads formed on his forehead. Xiao Yue draped her arms around him, careful not to touch the wound at his back.

"Long Zhao Feng, are you alright? Can you hang in there a little bit more? I will get help, okay?"