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Beast World Exile: My Beast Husbands Risk Their Lives to Protect Me

Yi Nuo is very sweet
Jiang Xinli was struck by lightning during an audition and transmigrated into the body of a spiritually powerless F-grade waste malicious Female Master. Good news: Upon opening her eyes, she immediately found herself with five handsome Beast Husbands. Bad news: The original owner committed numerous sins and was sentenced by the Interstellar Military Court to exile on the Deserted Star for 100 years! With the Female Master punished, the Beast Husbands were implicated. The five Beast Husbands, pushed to the limit, unanimously filed for divorce and even wished they could bury the original owner with them. To survive the path of exile, Jiang Xinli was forced to put on an act: The White Tiger Husband lacked a sense of security, so she deliberately clung to him, "Brother, don't go. I'm so lonely...I can't do without you." The Silver Wolf Husband was sensitive and suspicious, so she confessed all her concerns, "The thing I fear most in this life isn't life or death, but Brother not believing me!" The Green Snake Husband was a dark lunatic, so she acted weak to show her heartache, "Brother, if you torture others and there's revenge, it won't be good. I don't care about others, I'm just worried about you." The Black Panther Husband was irritable and easily angry, so she quickly soothed him with soft words, "Good brother, anger harms the body. If you truly can't let it go, just smack my palm, and I'll let you vent~" The Peacock Husband was quiet and self-abased, so she immediately encouraged him, "Brother, you're so amazing. How could there be such an outstanding husband as you in the world? I will treasure all the gifts you've given me for a lifetime!" As she continued her act, the five Beast Husbands fell deeply for her, and Jiang Xinli didn't expect that she'd just survived only to fall into the Asura field once again...
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