Is The Poor, Long-Suffering Saintess Getting Cling-Cling-Cling-Clung To By That Blond Brat Again?
Chapter 1: That Blond Girl is terrifyingly strong The devout Saint Song echoed far and wide. The noble Saintess was deep in sincere prayer. At the very front of the Chanting Church Hall, a young girl suddenly opened her eyes, blue as sapphires. “Where is this place?” The next moment, countless memories surged within her, most were ...
Chapter 1: That Blond Girl is terrifyingly strong The devout Saint Song echoed far and wide. The noble Saintess was deep in sincere prayer. At the very front of the Chanting Church Hall, a young girl suddenly opened her eyes, blue as sapphires. “Where is this place?” The next moment, countless memories surged within her, most were of the teachings of the Chanting Church, and of the virtues. And her name was: Aililan. She was the Saint of Chastity among the Seven Virtues Saints of the Chanting Church. For a moment, a visible panic flashed across the girl’s eyes. “Wait, Aililan?” “Damn it!” Did she just transmigrate into that infamous game, the one overflowing with blonde troublemakers, where the appeal was all about their mutual entanglements, blondes everywhere, and so many suffering heroi
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