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 In the golden age, there will be many hotels in every human city. Most of these places for travelers to stay in are decorated with high-end atmosphere, comfortable and neatly arranged, and the service is considerate and in place.
 In this wasteland era, the hotel still exists.
 In a corner of Spring City, there is such a hotel that provides protection from the wind and rain for travelers.
 The long dark corridor is lined with wooden doors next to each other. Residents who enter and exit with basins or other sundries even have to walk sideways so as not to collide with the neighbors walking out on the opposite side. together.
 At the entrance was a long table that had fallen out of paint, and a big fat man was leaning over the table and scratching his feet boredly.
 The curtain of the door was opened, and a woman walked in from outside, and dropped a green Tier 1 magic seed on the table.
 "Open a room."
 Without lifting his head, the man with his feet fumbled out a key and slapped it on the table. He said forcefully, "One Demon Seed for three days, the ninth one on the right."
 A low-level monster can live for three days, and the price is not expensive. There is nothing but a room and a bed.
 At the same time, as long as you can afford the demon seed, it doesn't matter who you live in, and it doesn't matter what you live in.
 The woman supported the person in her arms, reached out to take the key, and turned away without saying a word.
 The big man raised his head from behind the table and glanced at the woman's back.
 Dressed in general, weapons are also ordinary, not anyone worthy of special attention.
 She held a person whose head and face were tightly wrapped in blankets in her arms. From the bare legs of the blanket exposed, it could be seen that she was a relatively young man.
 It is not uncommon for a man to hold a woman to open a house, and a woman to hold a man to open a house.
 The doorman stopped looking at her, and looked back from behind the service desk.
 Chu Qianxun pushed open the door.
 The room was very small, the floor and walls were dirty, and there were suspicious dark brown traces everywhere.
 A small iron bed placed against the wall on the right occupies most of the room, and a small table is placed on the left. The space left is just enough for one person to walk.
 In the corner of the door, a sink with drainage is installed directly against the wall for easy washing. Of course, there is no such luxury as the faucet. You need to go out and bring it back yourself.
 On the wall where the table was leaning, a small window was opened high, and a ray of sunlight fell into the room along the mottled glass, and fell on the not-so-clean bed. You can see countless small details in the sunlight. Dust floats up and down in the air comfortably.
 These dense rooms are separated by ordinary wooden boards, which have very poor sound insulation and can clearly hear the various sounds of the residents next door.
 Chu Qianxun put Ye Peitian down, and the bed made a creak.
 The man was silent, there was no sound, no movement, and no resistance at all.
 Chu Qianxun knew that he was awake. He was facing the wall, his messy forehead, and his eyes with no focal length were always open. His eyes were sloppy and cold, with a sense of boredom.
 It seems that no matter where he is taken, no matter how others treat him, he doesn't care, it doesn't matter.
 Chu Qianxun went to the service counter to pick up a bucket, fetched a large bucket of water, and sat down by the bed.
 He took out a fairly clean towel from his backpack, squeezed it wet, reached out his hand to stop Ye Peitian's messy hair on his forehead, and began to clean his **** face.
 Those blood clots had dried up and condensed on the skin, Chu Qianxun tried his best to be careful, the maroon blood clots peeled off, and the wet towel washed out his eyebrows little by little.
 His eyebrows were a little pale, just hit by the sunlight from the window, and the fine fluff on his face could be seen.
 The slender eyelashes were stained with water, and the eyeballs were amber clear under the reflection of the light.
 The eyelids went down slightly, and with the unwavering look in the eyes, there was a decadent beauty that was both decadent and mournful.
 Chu Qianxun's heart suddenly became slightly sour. This face was very familiar to her. In that long dream, she saw herself and him in another world lingering together, day and night.
 At that time, this face was always smiling, and it was full of Feixia at every turn.
 Compared to Chu Qianxun’s memory, the face in front of him was too thin. The tight jaw line and the high nose bridge made him feel like a knife ready to fight hard at any time.
 His skin is white, and there are thick dark circles under his eyes.
 Chu Qianxun felt that he might seldom sleep, so that even his recovery ability could not keep up with the melanin that dissipated his eyes.
 How come you have lived like this, obviously living in that other world so happy and contented.
 Chu Qianxun suddenly wanted to see that clean and shy smile again.
 Ye Peitian was fished out of the blood pit by her. There was too much mud and blood on his body, and the whole bucket of clear water quickly became blood red.
 Chu Qianxun put down the towel and took out a small ceramic pot from his backpack. This was just bought in the potion shop on the road. It can relieve the bleeding caused by the bleeding saint.
 Open the lid, it is filled with crystal clear semi-liquid plaster, emitting a very special fragrance.
 Chu Qianxun put the plaster on his finger and carefully applied it to Ye Peitian's wound. The blood-red wound occasionally flashed one or two small black arcs, causing Chu Qianxun's fingers to feel a sting.
 In that deep **** mouth, looming dense black arcs were constantly interlaced and lit up, and Chu Qianxun couldn't imagine how painful it was.
 The wound on his chest that had been torturing him suddenly became cold, and Ye Peitian recovered.
 The man's finger was stained with medicine and applied little by little to his wound. The hot wound seemed to be covered with cool ice and was soothed little by little.
 This kind of medicine can only treat the wounds on the surface of the skin, and cannot solve the inner problems, but anyway, it gave him a little bit of relief from the endless pain.
 The woman's fingertips had thick calluses because they held the knife all the time, and when they touched the skin, they felt a tingling sensation.
 This fine itchy touch penetrated the skin, drilled into his body all the way from the pores of the skin, and went all the way into his heart, causing a slight tingling there.
 This man is treating his wound.
 He had almost forgotten the meaning of the word healing.
 Since the arrival of the magic seed, he was discovered to possess the recovery ability of an immortal, and everyone seemed to feel that he was injured and did not need treatment.
 Even though his wounds are as painful as theirs, he can't even get rid of those intolerable pains through death.
 When he dragged his body back to his family, the stepmother looked at his battered body and asked symbolically.
 "Xiaoye is so badly injured, do you want to bandage him?"
 "Forget it, he won't die, medicine is too precious at this time, we still have to save some for Pei Yuan." It was his father who said this.
 He was found by people from the Shenai Group, locked in the research room, and locked on the operating table. In spite of his pain and pleading, the demons cruelly stole all kinds of things from him.
 Even in such a place full of medical drugs, no one reached out to relieve his pain once.
 Sometimes, with his eyes blindfolded, he would hear someone talking next to him.
 "It's too ugly, do you want to stitch him up."
 "Don't waste it, he won't die anyway."
 Since then, he won't die, and he is qualitative without treatment.
 No one regards him as a living person anymore, even if he eased his pain once.
 Sure enough, he didn't die, and slowly survived the pain.
 The woman in front of her lowered her head, carefully applied medicine to every wound, and leaned down from time to time, blowing gently on the wound.
 Ye Peitian don’t look away, he doesn’t want to look at that woman’s face,
 He didn't want to see this rare gentleness tearing open the mask in an instant, turning into a hideous and cruel appearance.
 Chu Qianxun’s fingers were cracked by the arc. This was only a trivial injury to her. She shook her injured hand, stood by the table, and flipped through the backpack with her uninjured hand. thing.
 Ye Peitian was lying on the bed, and his eyes fell on her hand hanging beside her.
 There was still some ointment left on the finger, several blood ports were cracked, and a few drops of blood dripped from the fingertips.
 The hand shook lightly, and a drop of blood fell on the pillowcase in front of Ye Peitian's eyes, and quickly penetrated, leaving a conspicuous blood spot on the yellowed cloth surface.
 Ye Peitian's gaze stuck to the red spot, and he stopped moving.
 "I'll go out and find you a healer. Don't talk or move when someone comes."
 "This is a dark street. Doctors generally only charge money, not who you are."
 Chu Qianxun turned over a mask, put it on Ye Peitian's face, and gathered his slightly curly hair, put a cotton hat on his head, pulled down the edge of the hat, and pressed most of him. Eyebrows, then carefully covered him with a blanket.
 In this era, there are people dressed up in all kinds of exotic clothes, and Ye Peitian is nothing like that.
 "Okay, so I won't recognize it." Chu Qianxun looked up and down, "Stay well, I'll be back soon."
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 Legend has it that Ye Peitian’s blood has the miracle effect of saving the almost dead. The strong human beings swarmed like ants and insects under the banner of justice, just to achieve their ulterior purpose.
 Using Yellow Sand to crush all the coveted people, Ye Peitian let his broken body soak in the pool of blood.
 A woman appeared on the edge of the battlefield and approached him quietly.
 Ye Peitian lightly pulled the corner of his mouth with a little effort, drawing a sneer. Even a low-level saint dared to take the opportunity to take his blood and flesh.
 He closed his eyes, however, the woman stooped down and put a warm coat on him.
 Ye Peitian:? ? ?
 When Chu Qianxun was dying, she saw what happened in another parallel world.
 In that world, the big demon that made the world fear him was not a demon, but smiled softly and shyly at her.
 For that smile, she stepped on the bloody sea of ​​corpses and carefully approached the brutal bloodthirsty demon.
 But she heard the person say: Go away. If you get closer to me, I will make you die badly.
 When she really turned around, the corner of her clothes was pulled.
 Even if the whole world spurns you, I will hold your hand.
 If everyone is afraid of you, then let me love you.
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 As the eldest daughter of the great general in Donglai State, Ye Qingyi was totally useless but stunningly rampant. Her father Ye Zuohou, however, doted on her by all means. 
 A master of poison from the modern era miraculously transmigrated and reincarnated in her body. From then on, she became a miracle doctor that helped cure diseases as well as fought with the evils. 
 … 
 One day, Ye Qingyi came to the brothel to seize her fiancé Prince Huangfu Xuan who was sexually intertwining with two prostitutes. 
 She threw him a divorce paper to cut their relationship, since it was totally beneath her to become a princess consort in the future. 
 However, he didn’t agree to her and tore the paper up…
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 This novel is also known as Eternal Strongest Sect
 This is a story about developing a sect, this is a warm and joyful home.
 Not only we have a funny Patriarch, there are also a group of weird disciples with very different personalities.
 Come on, youngsters.
 Join our sect and together we will let your dreams fly!
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 I transmigrated back 10 years. 
 I am a surgeon. 
 I have a system called the Super Physician System. 
 I can sign in every day. 
 I am Wu Yuan and I will become a legend in the medical world.
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 Every fortune-telling has gold, but after the emergence of Heavenly Dao, Chen Banxian found that something was wrong with his gold. 
 Looking at the woman dragging the fox's tail away, he opened the hexagram money she paid. 
 "Ding, get one of the nine tails, and the number of lives +1." 
 It was obviously a red note, but after picking it up, it turned into—— 
 "Ding, get the passive skill, I won't listen if you don't listen." 
 Chen Banxian:? ? ? 
 "Gan, you won't be able to make any money from this business anymore!"
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 [Plane Exploration] + [Management] + [Urban Strange Stories] + [Funny] + [Meat Pigeon] + [I am surrounded by beauties] 
 Tang Rijie, the famous food critic with a sharp tongue, has finished three large bowls of rice in a row. He is sweating profusely while eating, but he still speaks harshly. 
 "I admit that the dishes in your store are delicious, and the color, aroma and aroma are perfect, but I still have to say that I didn't taste any soul in these dishes! And the soul is the key to the success or failure of a dish!" 
 Ma Lu's expression remained unchanged, "It's just the soul, just wait." 
 After saying that, he walked into the back kitchen, took out two souls from the freezer, and stuffed them into the blender. 
 Ten minutes later, a plate of steaming dumplings was placed in front of Tang Rijie. 
 "Hello, sir, this is the soul you want, all wrapped up."
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 Thank you for your support~ 
 My name is Toru Kurosawa and I am 25 years old. 
 I have another name, Toruya Karasuma, because there is a mysterious old man in the family, and for some inconvenient reasons, I personally don’t like to use this name. 
 Now I just returned to Japan from Italy, and my first stop decided to visit the industry I was planning to retire, a cafe I bought before I left the country. The name seems to be Poirot? 
 Even though when I was 18, I went to Italy to study abroad for seven years because of my rebellion, and was called back by an inexplicable phone call to inherit the family business, it did not change my dream of running a coffee shop! 
 Think about it, you don’t have to wake up early and wake up naturally every day, sit in your own coffee shop and drink a delicious latte, and you can study recipes when you have nothing to do. What a wonderful life! 
 As for groups and organizations? 
 The manager’s salary is so high, don’t you want to do it if you don’t manage the group well for me? 
 Who would want to accept an organization that has been turned into a sieve by undercover agents! 
 Stepping into Poirot, he looked at a certain blond, dark-skinned person who seemed familiar to me to say hello. I pondered: Will the salted fish life I want come true? 
 Brother help! I am surrounded by red squares! 
 Reading Instructions / Demining: 
 1. The first person of the copy, the third person of the text 
 2. The protagonist is neither pure black nor red. It can be understood as neutral and black. He has a wine name but has hardly participated in organizational activities. 
 2021.11.19 Added mine clearance: Qin Ye has private settings related to the protagonist. Other members of the organization also have private settings. There may also be magical changes to the winery-related settings, and the winery will eventually be resolved and will not be changed. But not all personnel will be resolved. Mind not to enter. 
 3. Some characters may be ooc 
 4. The male protagonist in the last sentence of the copy 
 5. Comprehensive world, any changes in details are all self-designed, don’t go into details 
 6. The protagonist has already entered the retirement period in Italy, so he is inclined to the daily trend. The author strives to improve his writing (holding his head, I really think about the plot seriously) 
 2021/8/28&nbsp;
 Content tags: Comprehensive manga, tutor, juvenile manga, Conan 
 Search keyword: Protagonist: Kurosawa Tetsuya (Karasawa Tetsuya) ┃Supporting role: Gin ┃Others:
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 In the Marvel world, the Motherland template is loaded at the beginning. 
 Bai Ye's eyes flashed red: I can do whatever the hell I want! 
 This is a story infused with positive energy.
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 Xu ZiYan has a little brother, and that little brother is gay. As an older brother, he has always felt a bit regretful. 
 One day he transmigrated into the inside of a novel and found himself with another chance to raise a younger brother. 
 Immediately rolling his sleeves up to prepare for battle, he planned to raise this little brother into an exceptionally good man! And a perfectly straight one! 
 Taking a lesson from his past experiences, he continuously perfected his training plans. 
 Clearly, he strangled any opportunities to turn his little brother bent in the cradle, yet why was it that the little brother he had used all his heart and blood to raise — was still a gay guy!!! 
 And he was a gay guy who made him his target!!! 
 Your father ain’t playing around anymore! 
 A body you can save, however a warped soul……how do you want him to save it?! What a godly problem!!! 
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 He was born again. This is not terrible. It is not terrible to cross the world where mutant bugs run around. 
 The point is … he regenerated a panda, and also obtained a moe selling system. A panda’s heart collapsed, and his life was gone. He obviously broke the table, but he had to upgrade by selling moe! 
 People all over the world are excited! The marshal’s companion beast’s combat effectiveness is invincible, and all the peculiar mutated insects will be killed by one claw! 
 What’s more … it’s so cute. 
 The rumor said that the panda was holding the Grand Marshal’s leg slowly and slowly, and showed the Marshal with the barely visible wound on his paw, grieving, “It hurts, I’m injured.” 
 【Ding! Congratulations on the success of the host selling moe, get three points selling moe value. 】 
 The Field Marshal is expressionless, and a panda that can blow a group of insects with a single punch can do nothing good. 
 Who knows that the panda looked up and asked with poor eyes, what taste does bamboo have today?
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 “He is the entertainment king who is in charge of everything. Been single for years, he had zero scandal. One day, a woman and a girl turned his life upside down.
 The little cutie held him tight, not letting go. “”Handsome uncle, you look very much like the daddy I have lost for many years!”” Huo Yunshen felt depressed. “Me? Daddy?!”
 The little cutie proudly pulled her mommy over, “”Mommy, I have found a long-term meal ticket for you, handsome and gullible.””
 Xu Xiyan smiled at the elegant man.
 Recalling the accident five years ago, his face sank. “”How dare you steal my DNA?””
 She laughed. “”Not steal, just borrow!”” The man took her in his arms and warned in a dangerous tone, “”Woman, should I get what’s mine back, with interest?””
 She stood on her toes. “”Yeah, how about another baby?”””
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 Before going to college, an ordinary high school student went to celebrate and got drunk. When he woke up, he found himself in a completely different world. There was a big sect, the approaching sect entrance examination, a slum where his body’s previous owner lived, and a shared memory about a missing young girl.
 When he got tangled in a fight with a few punks in this different world, he fell off a cliff and miraculously found himself still alive, with two more voices ringing inside his head. They were Sword Master and Saber Master. In the company of them, he continued to find out more about this whole new world. He took the sect entrance examination, entered the sect, met a strange man in black, and even participated in a major competition of the sect to have a chance to win over his peers! 
 In this whole new world, he was born again and got to explore the fantastic martial world!
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 What is Kung Fu? A showcase or a killing technique? Or a scam brewed during the Three Thousand Years Cold War and countless private conflicts among the people? 
 It’s time to put an end to this war. 
 “If you are invincible, what will happen?”
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