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 When he went out, Zhou Shixiang caught a glimpse of his own blood-stained rattail braid thrown on the ground, so he picked it up and put it in his arms. Song Xianggong and the others didn't care about it.
 The body has skin, and his parents, although the Manchus forced his hair to tick, the money rat tail is really ugly, but after all, it is the hair and skin on the body. Perhaps it is the ancient thinking of the former owner of the body that is worshipping it.
 Along the way, several more men appeared from the forest, and then silently followed behind the team. By the time they got to Boss Hu and the others' stockade, the number of people in the team had reached a dozen. Judging from the agile movements of these men and their familiarity with mountain roads, it is obvious that they are used to drilling valleys.
 The mountain road went round and round, and the surroundings were dark again. Although there were torches illuminating it, Zhou Shixiang almost fell a few times. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, and the two Ge brothers behind him rescued him in time, so he was shocked. risk.
 After walking around in the mountains for more than half an hour, Boss Hu and the others brought Zhou Shixiang to a valley, and the stockade was in this valley. Zhou Shixiang looked around and found that he couldn't judge the exact location of this place at all.
 After entering the stockade, someone came to say hello. Boss Hu ordered the big blue horse to be led over, and then asked Zhou Shixiang to rest first. He didn't say that he would host a banquet, nor did he mention other things.
 Zhou Shixiang was naturally happy with this arrangement. He was awakened from a dream, but at the moment, he was still very tired.
 On the other hand, Zhao Sihai complained a little about Boss Hu's arrangement, but he didn't dare to say anything to Boss Hu, so he could only pull Zhou Shixiang aside, and whispered apologetically that it was too late today and would invite him for a drink tomorrow. Zhou Shixiang hurriedly said a few polite words, and then someone led him to the guest room to rest.
 It is said to be a guest room, but it is actually a simple room with no furniture, just a bed, two stools, and a square table with a corner missing. Shabby is a bit shabby, but the hygiene is good. The bed is covered with a quilt and it looks clean, and the house is spotless. Obviously, the house is often cleaned.
 The guests follow the host and live with the situation. Zhou Shixiang naturally does not care about the shabbyness of this house. Compared with the shack made of bamboo, this condition is already very good. At least there is a bed to sleep in and a quilt to cover.
 After He Yi lay down, just as his eyelids were closed, there was someone knocking on the door. Zhou Shixiang was alarmed, turned over and took out the fire stick to light the oil lamp, and then he took Yu Yunlong's waist knife before gently stepping forward to open the door.
 When I opened the door, I saw a little girl standing outside the door carrying a basket. In the basket was a bowl of rice, a plate of fried meat, and a bowl of soup that I didn't know what to make.
 The little girl was wearing a paddy field coat that Han women often wore in this era. She was not tall, only about the size of Zhou Shixiang's chest. She also looked very thin, and her development was obviously much later than that of girls of the same age in later generations. Due to the dim light at the door, the little girl lowered her head again, so Zhou Shixiang couldn't see her appearance for a while, so he could only guess that the little girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old.
 Since it was the meal delivery, Zhou Shixiang was not polite, turned around and let the little girl enter the house and put down the food, and then asked casually when she lifted the basket to leave, "What is this place?"
 The little girl didn't want to say anything. Zhou Shixiang thought she didn't hear clearly, so he asked again, but the little girl still didn't speak.
 dumb?
 Zhou Shixiang was a little stunned, and only then did he notice the little girl's appearance by the light of the oil lamp in the house. Looking at her face, it was a bit cute, very similar to the girl next door in later generations. Unfortunately, there was no red on her face, but a vegetable yellow color. , thought to be caused by chronic malnutrition.
 Seeing Zhou Shixiang staring at her, the little girl was a little scared, and lowered her head slightly, not daring to face Zhou Shixiang's eyes.
 Seeing this, Zhou Shixiang stopped staring at her, so as not to scare her. He has lived in two lives, and he has just experienced the tragic death of his parents, wife and children, so naturally he will not have any wrong thoughts about a little girl who has not grown up. Not to be angry with this little girl.
 "Can you speak?" Zhou Shixiang didn't dare to ask the little girl if she was dumb, and tried to keep his voice softer so as not to irritate her.
 The little girl had a reaction this time, but she didn't raise her head, she just shook her head.
 Really dumb?
 Zhou Shixiang was startled, and when he wanted to speak again, the little girl had already picked up the basket and turned around and walked out.
 Ugh.
 Zhou Shixiang sighed, and after closing the door, he felt pity for this little girl. She was dumb at such a young age. After regretting it, with the thought of not being able to waste it, he devoured the food that the little girl had brought, and wiped the oil on his mouth and fell asleep again contentedly. No one came to disturb him this time, and he didn't wake up until dawn the next day.
 When he sat up from the bed, Zhou Shixiang saw that the dishes on the table were still there, so he didn't go to clean them up, thinking that since the little girl had brought food, she would definitely come to clean up later.
 After doing a few simple movements in the house to relax the muscles and bones, Zhou Shixiang pushed open the door and wanted to find Mr. Hu and Duke Xiang of Song. First, he wanted to thank them for their hospitality, and secondly, he wanted to borrow a guide from them to go out to Guangxi to join the army. .
 After coming out of the house, Zhou Shixiang could really see everything in the valley. The stockade was indeed not very large. There were only a dozen or so rooms. There is a stream at the foot of the mountain not far away, and I vaguely see someone washing clothes there. From the attitude of the laundryman, it seems that they are all women.
 The women in the bandits' den are naturally all women from good families who have been captured. Thinking of the dumb little girl last night, Zhou Shixiang shook his head, knowing that this little girl must have also been captured, and he couldn't help worrying about their fate. But then I think about it, I am not able to protect myself now, so why bother to worry about these women, the sense of justice in later generations is worthless now, and now the army is in a panic, It seems that it is not a bad thing for these women to stay in the bandit den, at least, they can save their lives. Compared with life, chastity is nothing.
 I looked up and searched around, but I didn't find Boss Hu and the others, not even the other men in the stockade.
 Zhou Shixiang was surprised, where did this person go?
 Just when she was about to look for it, the little girl came with a basket. She didn't stop when she saw Zhou Shixiang, she went straight into the room and put away the tableware and chopsticks on the table.
 "Wait." Zhou Shixiang grabbed the little girl's hand and asked her, "Do you know where Boss Hu and the others are?"
 The little girl's little hand was grabbed by a strange man, and she was in a hurry, but she didn't dare to cry, so she hurriedly pointed to a slightly larger room in the distance. Then he walked away blushing.
 Zhou Shixiang was taking care of his own affairs, and he didn't pay attention to the little girl's shyness. After getting the instructions, he hurried to the house to find someone, but the little girl didn't even look at where she went.
 When they got outside the room, Zhou Shixiang heard someone talking inside. It was noisy, and it seemed like they were arguing about something.
 Zhou Shixiang didn't know what was going on, he hesitated whether he should go in. When he was hesitating, Duke Xiang of Song saw him and beckoned him to come in. Zhou Shixiang had no choice but to lift his legs and enter the house.
 As soon as I entered the room, I saw 20 or 30 men standing inside, including Boss Hu and Peng Dazhu. There was still one person sitting in the room, but it was a young man dressed as an official of the Ming Dynasty. Behind him stood four swordsmen. of the Ming Army.
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 The wind follows the dragon, the cloud follows the tiger, fame and fortune, dust and soil
 Looking at Shenzhou, the people are suffering, thousands of miles of fertile land are barren
 Look at the world, make all the hustlers, and make up for the incompleteness of heaven
 Good man, don’t be parents, only for the common people, not for the Lord
 Holding ninety-nine steel knives, killing Hu Erfang
 I am a dignified man, why am I a barbarian as a horse and an ox
 The strong man drank the wine in his bowl, and he traveled thousands of miles without looking back
 The golden drums roared in unison, everyone roared, never breaking the Huanglong oath!
 …………
 In the eleventh year of the Shunzhi reign in the pseudo-Qing Dynasty, Zhou Shixiang, a Han from Xinhui in Guangdong, said, “My Han man will never be a slave!”
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 That night, the delicate purple-eyed woman in a wedding dress sat on their bed as her husband observed her with a grin.
 "So,” he drawled, his voice wicked and magnetic, “I can't see my wife's face even on my wedding night?"
 "My lord has promised to fulfill my one wish," the woman commented, securing the veil that covered the lower half of her face with slightly trembling hands.
 He stared into her mysterious rare purple eyes. "May I ask, why such a wish?"
 She stared back at him. "My lord might not like to see ugly things.”
 He smirked and stepped towards her. "I never had a liking towards pretty things."
 Seren, the infamous daughter of the witch, and Drayce, the ruthless and vicious son of the Devil.
 No one had ever seen her face as the witches are meant to be ugly, but he was the one who never searched for beauty.
 She was cursed to never fall in love, but he wished to be the only man she would ever love.
 A cursed princess married off to the Devil's son to destroy his kingdom but the Devil's son had a different plan for her.
 The secret of her birth will be revealed only to lead the way to unleash the hidden powers inside her which no one can control.
 With the hidden dangers desiring her power, can Drayce and Seren protect one another or will the dakrness swallow them whole?
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 Wei Qiqi is the only successor of Wei Corps inheriting a hefty fortune. However, her stepmother bribed a witch from Thailand, harming her with two ancient witchcraft curses.
 The first: is to send her off to an era of chaotic war with no way of returning
 The second: is to have a disfigured look. In order to restore her appearance she must give her first night to the man that truly loves her.
 Wei Qiqi thought of countless ways to return to the modern world but due to the turn of events, she became a renowned general throughout Great Han meeting the handsome and almighty third prince. With his majesty’s imperial joke, Wei Qiqi the ugly maiden was bestowed a marriage to third prince causing him to become a laughing stock by the whole world.
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 When he woke up, he returned to the battlefield of Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 in the late Qing Dynasty. Tragically, he found that he had become a glorious prisoner. 
 Where to go, Wei Jichen had no choice but to slap his thigh: Fuck him, defeat the Japanese, defeat Tsarist Russia, defeat the United States. 
 Is this time travel or a game? Wei Jichen found that he actually brought a super military auxiliary system. 
 warn! warn! Organisms with a friendliness level of -10 appear within 5 meters of the host. 
 Damn it! Friendliness, what the hell. 
 Main mission: cross the line of fire, lead at least ten prisoners to escape from the prison, and join the Qing army. The mission is completed, and the reward medal is worth 1,000. 
 Medal value, what the hell is this!
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 This novel is also known as Supporting Actor Survival Game
 Quickly adapt into various kind of character shou vs various kinds of handsome gong.
 In the romance story, the female lead has at least three spare tires. Before the female lead and the male lead became lovers, the supporting male character is used for infatuation. However, at the end of the story, the most injured one is the supporting male character.
 Qi Yan is the lucky boy selected by the system.
 “….What hatred do you have for the female lead?”
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 The short video is projected into the parallel world of past dynasties. 
 Short video [China’s recent history is the most exciting counterattack article. 】 
 "Forty million Chinese people, should we be angry?" 
 "The day when the Japanese slaves are wiped out, when my son returns home!" 
 Han Wu breaks the defense: Anyone who offends China will be punished from generation to generation! Build ships and destroy Japanese! ! 
 ... 
 [Speed bumps for men, unparalleled national warriors] 
 "Having a sword in your hand and having a sword but not using it are two different things!" 
 "Gentlemen, listen to this dragon's roar!!" 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: This is the backbone of our Chinese nation! 
 ... 
 [On the radicals and conservatives of the Chinese people. 】 
 "Radicals: Is the annual military expenditure just this much? How about I give you two more coins?" 
 “Conservatives: You radicals are too conservative!” 
 Li Shimin burst into tears: Is this my Chinese son who is full of martial virtue? 
 ... 
 【World Humanities】 
 First Emperor: One earth, hundreds of languages and writings, isn’t this a betrayal of me? 
 ... 
 As a short video played, the ancients were all off guard.
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 The traversers stood on the terrace of Neuschwanstein Castle, looking in the direction of Berlin. There is the center of the empire. 
 “One day, I will let the world know that Prussia is not equal to Germany. When the Hohenzollern family cannot allow this empire to rise, let South Germany take over their responsibility and glory!” 
 From a new perspective, describe the magnificent history from the end of the 19th century to the Second World War. Have you seen the history of the Bavarian royal family? If not, you can take a look. 
 A must-read article for the textual research party, the historical party, and the technical party. Nearly 5 million words of novels are the base, and the reputation of the side is still good.
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 Traveling through the world of the Qin Dynasty, he became the eldest son Fusu. At the beginning, he received news of the death of the First Emperor and a false edict, ordering him to commit suicide. 
 Under strong stimulation, he awakened his past life memories, realized his identity as a time traveler, and activated the selection system. 
 Choice 1: Kill yourself and be buried, with a 50% chance of being reborn. 
 Choice 2: Escape and be rewarded with Grandmaster cultivation. 
 Choice 3: Kill back and get a reward of 300,000 Snow Dragon Riders. 
 You want me to kill myself, right? Then don't blame me for going on a killing spree! 
 Fusu decisively chose the third option and led 300,000 Snow Dragon Riders to fight back to Xianyang City. 
 After receiving the news, Xianyang Palace exploded. 
 Zhao Gao: Where is the snare? No matter what method you use, let him die on the way! 
 Li Si: My eldest son, please spare my life, I was forced to do so too! 
 Hu Hai: Brother, listen to my quibbles. No, listen to my explanation. This is all the idea of that bitch Zhao Gao! 
 The news spread, and all the scholars and the remnants of the six kingdoms were shocked. 
 Ying Zheng was also confused: I just faked my death, have you really ascended the throne?
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 Endowed with memories, Xun Xiang was reborn into a fortunate existence. Her mother was a princess and her father a top scholar, blessing her with a natural, unique scent. Yet, just a month into her joyous life, she was switched at birth and became Ding Xiang, a child from the countryside. Life in the village was a whirlwind of excitement and pleasure. Her grandfather was a scoundrel, but each of her three brothers was remarkably talented. Observe how Ding Xiang skillfully manages both the elderly and the young, steering her entire family towards the zenith of life. With everything in place, she follows her memories in search of her true home, while the imposter Xun Xiang revels in her moment of glory…
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 “Can a person suffering from amnesia have a total change in personality?”
 The question lingers in Feng Ning’s mind.
 Other people treat her coldly, claiming she is insidious, cunning and selfish. There were even rumors of her not being a virtuous wife and having illicit affairs with other men. However, she had no such memories.
 After waking up from a heavy fall and knocked her head, she is now polite, treats people in good faith, and tries her best to get on her husband’s good side. No matter what she did, the past could not be undone and despite having no memories of it, Feng Ning calmly accepts her fate and slowly tries to mend things back. But why must fate be cruel to her? What did she do in the past to deserve this? In the first place, how did she end up in this sorry state?”
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 After being reborn she worked hard to stalk and marry her husband, abuse and punish her other scumbag husband, and embark on a journey to reach the pinnacle of life!
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 For the egregious crime of treason everyone in the Xiao House were sentenced to death.
 At the execution grounds while waiting for her beheading, she stared at the youth sprawled on the ground in front of her. He had run over so hurriedly he tripped over his own feet, displaying an undignified sight. It made her smile thinking how stupid this person was. She had completely used and taken advantage of him from the day he forced her to marry him. Yet despite all the abuse she heaped on him, he still wanted to save her.
 She opened her eyes again only to find it was the day before their wedding. That devious scoundrel… to make her his wife through underhanded methods… The memory of it still left a bad taste in her mouth.
 She was going to grab this second chance and live it up! Extort all debts owed to her! Buff herself up and shine like a diamond!
 But how was she to know that the husband she once hated was actually really loyal and gentle, soft and easy, and so incredibly sweet and delicious to eat! The shutters that blinded her eyes in the previous life were cast aside. She realized she didn’t know how to cherish the good things in life. So in this new one she was going to make sure to pamper and spoil the hell out of that husband of hers.
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 The king of Qin sweeps Liuhe, and the tiger sees He Xiongzai! 
 At the end of the Warring States Period, the troubled times were coming to an end, but after his rebirth, he became a member of Jing Ke's team. 
 The wind is blowing, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone! 
 How will he choose to personally participate in the eternal drama of Jing Ke assassinating Qin Qin?
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 In her previous life, she wrongly loved a scumbag, but was killed by him. Once reborn, she vowed to let him be forever.
 On the day of the wedding, the director got married by mistake as soon as she got out of the sedan chair, but she didn’t want to leave the wolf’s den and enter the tiger’s den again.
 “If you enter this king’s door, you will belong to this king.” He swore domineeringly, declaring his ownership of her.
 “Concubine Ai, this king has no children yet, so the important task of inheriting the lineage can be left to you.” She bet on her innocence, he helped her to avenge her, and each got the good deal they needed, but in the end, it turned out to be a fake.
 Do, make it real?
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