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Wild Conquest

"Prince of Eden Vs. Sly and Charming Deviant" Yvonne Finley, a new artist in the art industry, unexpectedly confesses her love online. She tagged a microblog user without any personal profile with a high-profile love declaration: "Can I kiss you?" An unexpected winner artist who has recently won a world-class gold award in the art industry. Aside from her exceptional talent, her extraordinary beauty has won the hearts of countless fans. But she rose to the top of the hot search with a startling statement. Countless fans’ dreams shattered late into the night. * In Yvonne Finley's eyes, the main character of this topic, Oscar Baker, is dishonest, hard to hook, tough, enchanting and makes her crazy. Other people's younger brothers are either puppies or wolves. But him - a mad person. Always with the laziest, crap and rebellious tone, saying the most overdue and provocative things to enrage people. -- Sis, you surely know how to take advantage. -- Sis, are you this crazy for me? -- Sis, can I charge an hourly rate for a kiss? Yvonne Finley, run out of patience, let this annoying mad person yelp at whoever it wants. She won't be waiting for him anymore. Later on. When she was imprisoned, the man who used to be lazy and rebellious was now taking the stand in court, clearing all the obstacles for her. He arrogantly came to the defendant's bench, pinched her neck across the table like a lover, and laughed in a languid and reckless manner, "Sis, how come you look... so great in this rundown state." The whole court was dumbfounded. Yvonne Finley: …Is it just me or is he really crazy? All the audacity at this time? The truth proved that he was indeed a maverick rebel. He was unmatched, right and left, and was only willing to break worldly rules for her and become her disciple. "Two bosses, non-virtuous male and female, the male lead initially pretends"

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Chapter 323: Withering

A tragic voice, laden with heavy bloodshed, caused a listener's heart to violently tremble as they heard it.

He finally awakened, finally touching the girl he adored, his hands soaked, warm and yet cold.

"Aria,"

"Does it hurt?"

His shaking hand gently stroked her cheek, feeling her breathing, so faint it was almost nonexistent. She gasped, her breath quick and potentially stopping at any moment, her body's nearly disjointed skeleton visible through her skin and flesh, bloodied. Her eyes blinked incessantly, tears flowing. She seemed to want to smile, but it was unbearably hard.

Walker Martinez's mournful voice cried, he was helpless and dazed, his person shattered, his eyes never stopped shedding tears.

"Aria... Aria..."

"Does it hurt...are you silly...?"

Warrior Tucker seemed to want to speak, but she was too distressed, as if she would ultimately sever ties with this polluted world.

She had wanted to fight but lost.

Why is it so difficult to survive in this world?