The Demon King's Two Thousand Transmigrations

Name: The Demon King's Two Thousand Transmigrations
Author: March Kite

魔王的两千次穿越

by March Kite (三月飞鸢)

Status: Completed
Length: 201k Words
Genre: Fantasy Romance
Subgenre: European Fantasy
Updated: 3y ago
Source: Qidian

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The Demon King has transmigrated yet again. First, the Demon King transmigrated into a blade of grass, only to be trampled to death by a dog. Furious, he planned to get revenge on the dog in his next life. But to his surprise, the second time around he transmigrated into the very person who had killed him in his previous life. Revenge? Of course not! The Demon King took this life in stride, though he did think this novel world was a little strange... * The Demon King wants to complete his mission and leave this strange novel world. But Bai Yang thought he needed to get the prince to marry the witch, only for the System to tell him to stay away from her. Bai Yang had no choice but to change his plans on the fly. What he thought would be an extremely difficult mission became a breeze thanks to one sentence from the witch, An Lin. Bai Yang (≧?≦): This is the easiest elopement I've ever pulled off. An Lin (⊙o⊙): How many times have you run away from a wedding? * The same world, different people. Part 01: The Prince Who Ran Away from His Wedding Part 02: I Don't Want to Be the Imperial Preceptor Part 03... ongoing

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