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The Villainess Winning Back Her Beast Husbands

One Branch of Wisteria
【Strong Female Lead + Multiple Male Leads + Intense Male Competition + All Male Leads are Clean】 Evangeline transmigrated into The Virago, the number one villainess in The Beast World, who didn't love handsome men, but only the "treasures" on their bodies. Under the original owner's carefully woven sweet words, the Merfolk Beast Husband had his tail severed to be made into a Mermaid Tail Skirt, only to be carelessly discarded after the rainy season. The Goldeagle Beast Husband had his Feather Wings broken to be made into a feather quilt, which was sold at a trading fair for supplies after the Cold Season. The Snake Clan Beast Husband had his Beast Crystal dug out to be made into a necklace, and was casually given away to her 'sisters' once the novelty wore off... The Beastmen were left maimed, their lifespans greatly reduced, their Star Patterns shattered, and they lost the ability to transform into their beast forms, unable to bear offspring anymore. All seven male leads were rendered sterile, sharpening their knives, vowing to slaughter her. The small world was on the verge of collapse. Heavy rains, floods, blizzards, wildfires, acid rain, insect plagues... followed one after another. * Merfolk Beast Husband Danton glared angrily: "Evangeline, your actions make me sick to my stomach!" Snake Clan Beast Husband Thorne was filled with killing intent: "I will dig three feet deep into the ground to find Evangeline and kill her, at any cost!" Goldeagle Beast Husband Drake made a ruthless declaration: "Evangeline, whether to the heavens above or the earth below, I will ensure you have nowhere to run!" ... “Ding ding ding, dang dang dang” “Dear Host, your happy retirement life begins now!” Evangeline looked at the mess before her, weighed the reality of the situation, and sneered, "If you're going to put it that way, then I'm going to turn on my cheats!"
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