Xu Que watched as the beautiful neighbor lady carefully and cautiously walked into the room, her delicate eyebrows furrowed.
He quickly released his eyes and covered the eye-shaped hole with his hands.
But!
The next moment, he realized this was too conspicuous.
He immediately grabbed a book nearby and used it to cover up the eye-shaped hole.
Then he held the sides of the book firmly in place.
His heart was pounding rapidly.
If she poked something through the hole, then that would prove he had been discovered.
If not, then it meant he hadn't been found out.
Worst case scenario, even if this female demon stabbed a knife through the hole without blinking,
It wouldn't hurt Xu Que. Rather, it would only confirm that he had been exposed.
Silence!
The room was deathly quiet.
Even the pigeon music playing on the radio had stopped.
The frequency of Xu Que's heartbeat throbbed in his mind.
After about ten minutes or so.
There was no unusual movement from the neighbor.
Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Slowly, he removed the book and glanced at the eye-shaped hole again, but found the beautiful neighbor was no longer in the room...
Xu Que retracted his eyes, his gaze falling on the film roll on the table.
He quickly went over.
Picking up the film roll, he firmly stuck the book to the wall, blocking the eye-shaped hole.
But at this moment.
Someone knocked on the door of his house.
Xu Que was taken aback, and looked over.
Feeling rather guilty, he hurriedly moved the cabinet over to block the hole covered by the book.
Then he went into the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife, and hid it in the back of his clothes.
Only then did he walk to the door and ask tentatively, "Who is it?"
Having had the experience of letting the goddess into the house in his previous life, only to have her personally choke him to death, he would not fall into the same pit twice.
No matter how beautiful or attractive she looked, if it did not benefit him, what was the point...
Even if the beautiful neighbor wanted to silence him later, he would show no mercy to her beauty and stab her with the kitchen knife.
"Hello, I live next door in Room 404. Um, my clothes were accidentally blown onto your balcony by the wind. Can I come in and get them back?"
A sweet voice came from outside the door. The beautiful neighbor's voice was very pleasant to listen to.
But the more pleasing and sweet the voice was, the more vigilant Xu Que became.
He impatiently said, "Wait a moment."
After speaking, he returned to the balcony.
Sure enough, there was an article of female clothing caught on the potted cactus he had planted on the balcony.
With a creak.
Xu Que opened the door with one hand, while the other hand was curled behind his back, pretending to scratch an itch.
In fact, inside his clothes behind his back, he was gripping a kitchen knife...
"Go ahead!"
Xu Que didn't give her a chance to speak, and directly told her to hurry up and take her clothes and leave.
"I'm really sorry, I'm very sorry about this."
The beautiful neighbor apologized again and again.
Then she walked into the house and headed straight for the balcony.
But just now, Xu Que had personally witnessed her entire murder process, so how could he be fooled by her little act?
No matter how beautiful she looked, what use was that to him...
Soon.
The beautiful neighbor came out with her clothes, her pretty face slightly flushed.
She apologized repeatedly: "I really troubled you, I definitely won't do it again next time."
Xu Que looked at her impatiently, as if she owed him a million dollars.
Next time, next time, that was what he always saw people say in the comments when he watched vlogger videos.
Xu Que waved his hand to gesture for her to hurry up and leave.
Then he was about to close the door.
But!
The beautiful neighbor suddenly turned back and asked, "Little brother, I heard that recently many boys in our neighborhood have mysteriously disappeared. Since you live alone, you need to be extra careful."
Hearing her say this.
Xu Que's eyebrows immediately furrowed, but soon he relaxed, pretending to stay calm: "Don't worry, I'm a man, why would I be afraid of them?"
After speaking.
He added meaningfully: "On the contrary, you girls should be more careful if you live alone. The world today has all kinds of people. Just yesterday I was stalked by a pervert."
"Oh dear, how scary."
The beautiful neighbor sighed, "I don't even dare to go back to school alone recently. You said this serial killer is quite formidable, six special task forces still haven't found any clues about him."
Hearing this.
Xu Que was secretly delighted inside.
This way, he had already learned about her daily routine—going to school.
But!
The beautiful neighbor was thinking the same thing. She only said she didn't dare go to school as a cover...
Her motto was to only tell a third of the story, and leave seven parts for self-preservation.
"Yeah, just leave these things for the police to deal with. Us ordinary people just need to take care of ourselves." Xu Que said indifferently.
If he hadn't witnessed the beautiful neighbor's entire murder process with his own eyes.
He would never have believed that the girl before him was a cold-blooded killer.
"You're right!"
The beautiful neighbor finished speaking, then walked briskly back to her room.
Xu Que closed the door.
He took a deep breath, leaning against the door.
He wondered.
Should he call the police and expose her?
Otherwise, if she found out he had witnessed her commit murder, he might be the one silenced.
So.
That night, Xu Que moved the cabinet again.
He took down the book taped over with film.
Through the eye-shaped hole, he once again observed the beautiful neighbor's every move.
At this moment.
She had already changed into a pink nightgown, leaning against the headboard reading a book quietly.
A faint, fragrant aroma from a girl's room drifted through the eye-shaped hole.
It made Xu Que a little entranced.
This light fragrance was the same as when she stood at the door in the evening, it smelled very nice...
Maybe it was her unique body scent.
Ding dong.
Suddenly, the doorbell of the beautiful neighbor's house rang at this time.
Xu Que became interested.
Who would come and ring her doorbell so late at night?
Seeing this, the beautiful neighbor also put down her book, changed into casual clothes, once again treating Xu Que to a visual feast.
Soon.
She led a new, unfamiliar man into the living room. Xu Que recognized this person, it was Huang Zongpin who lived downstairs.
But before they exchanged two sentences.
She suddenly locked Huang Zongpin's neck in an iron grip.
The terrifying force caused the forehead veins of the 1.7 meter tall Huang Zongpin to bulge out, and blood slowly oozed from the corners of his mouth.
With a grunt.
The beautiful neighbor pounced on Huang Zongpin like a beast, and bit down on his neck.
Fresh blood spurted out instantly.
Her head just happened to be aligned with the hole.
At this moment, Xu Que could see clearly the scene of her biting Huang Zongpin to death bite by bite.
"Zombie???"
Xu Que froze on the spot, scalp tingling.
What appeared before his eyes was the beautiful neighbor chewing up Huang Zongpin like a zombie.
Huang Zongpin didn't even have time to scream before his throat was bitten through. His body on the ground convulsed wildly, eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.
"But why doesn't her body show any signs of decay?"
"Her eyes and skin are normal colored."
Xu Que witnessed first-hand the beautiful neighbor get up after Huang Zongpin's death to clean up the crime scene.
It was as if nothing had happened tonight.
Huang Zongpin's corpse was expertly chopped into pieces by her and refrigerated.

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)