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A Gorgeous White (BL)

( An LGBT+ novel) Ending your life isn't the right decision. Moulin didn't believe this saying until he did it. Moulin, a depressed shut-in digital writer, transmigrates into the frail body of a spoiled young master. Unknown to him, he was swallowed by the fear of death. This time, he intends to start a new beginning and relive his life carefully. Waking within the frigid confines of a cave of ice. Nightly whispers of guidance and so much more. The power of unknown origin... An unusual world where special people possess elemental powers and thriving magical beasts, A cute meng selling snow-white fox, A crowd of overprotective people, and a powerful yet impressively annoying person...a stressful Moulin massaged his forehead. This couldn't possibly get any worse... Moumou: My body doesn't feel right...( secretly inspects lower body) Moumou: ...@$%#!!!! An Evil Lion: My love, our bed has gone cold... Moumou: (#ง'̀-'́)ง... Warning this novel includes the following: 1. Smut 2. Gore 3. Inappropriate language Publish dates: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday (Sporadic if I get busy ╥﹏╥) || I M P O R T A N T N O T I C E! || This novel is inspired by several BL novels• If you do not like reading LGBTQ+ novels please avoid reading this• This author is trying her best!• Enjoy! The cover is originally is drawn by yours truly º^º *hehe want a commission?*

Heather_ANARE · Fantasy
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458 Chs

|| Chapter 124 || You Found It...

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Rapid footfalls echoed resounded almost endlessly in the darkness of the tunnels. Only the sharp light of the torches had light the way, although faint. One cautious hand on the hilt of his sword, he stared at the blue gem on his wrist as he quickened his steps. His ears carefully receiving even the faintest of sound aside from his and the princess' footsteps. A small snow-white fox sat quietly while facing the youth's back, staring curiously at the panting elven princess.

Moulin frowned. He should've listened to how to activate the conveyer? He groaned.

"What are you doing?" Asked Eilhara as she hastened her pace to catch up to Moulin. When she saw Moulin intently staring at his wrist, she narrowed her eyes to determine the object around that pale wrist.

Her eyes widen and she spoke, "Do you not know how to activate it? That conveyer around your wrist?"