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Unlimited estates for rural beauty

Feng Xuxu, a 21st-century professor of agriculture and biology, was in secret the mastermind behind a five-star hotel. Running back and forth between the university and the hotel, it's no wonder she worked herself sick. One moment she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself in the body of a poor village girl who had just lost her mother and then her father. Fortunately, time-travel came with a perk, the almighty space ability. After toying with some seeds, she grew thousands of acres of high-yield grains and spent her leisure time cultivating flowers. Before she knew it, she had created a landscape of thousands of acres of flowers. Munching on fruit, she ended up with thousands of acres of orchards. When she craved some greens in the wintertime, she turned around to discover greenhouses covering thousands of acres. Feng Xuxu counted on her fingers: Spring Garden, Summer Garden, Autumn Garden, Winter Garden—not one more, not one less, four in total. She nodded in satisfaction and said, “This is all one needs in life.” Meanwhile, a certain devilishly charming man approached her with a sly smile, “Little Xuxu, how do you plan to deal with me?” Feng Xuxu was in disarray amidst the wind, realizing she had forgotten about one demon yet to be tamed. In this story, both male and female leads are strong, with the male lead being physically and mentally pure and devoted.

Yilan · 歴史
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656 Chs

Chapter 307: Unclear Life and Death (1)

Lying at the edge of the cliff, tears ceaselessly welled up and spilled from her eyes, like pearls falling off a broken string, dropping down the cliffside. Her face was deathly pale, and her chest heaved violently, but those dazzling eyes suddenly ignited with light.

She staggered to her feet, her blue gown swirling around her stately figure like proud bamboo. With her cold gaze, she coldly stared at Dugu Mo's hideously distorted face, emanating an aura as if she were a corpse.

Dugu Mo, looking at the eerily calm Feng Xuxu in front of him, felt as if he were facing the King of Hell crawling out from the depths of hell to claim his soul. A sudden spike of fear raced his heart, and a deep sinking feeling overwhelmed him. Half-rising from where he had fallen, his eyes filled with panic, his body trembling like chaff, he slowly backed away.