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 Early the next morning, as soon as Iger woke up, he found warm milk by the bedside, a plate of fruit salad and a chicken sandwich.
 "Thank you, Kaka." The corners of Iger's mouth curled up slightly.
 "It's my honor, Mr. Iger." Kaka appeared in the corner of the room, bowed deeply to Iger, and said excitedly in a shrill voice.
 Half an hour later, Iger appeared on the Hogwarts playground. In the playground at this time, a tall figure was already waiting there, with long greasy hair covering his cheeks. Snape looked at Iger with a gloomy expression.
 "I think last night I had the elf tell you to wait on the playground at seven o'clock this morning and check the time. Mr. Morrissey, didn't your parents teach you to keep the time?" Snape speculated Look at Iger.
 Although Snape looked very bad, Iger didn't feel that Snape was targeting him. Except for Voldemort and Dumbledore, Snape was like this to everyone.
 "Unfortunately, Professor Snape, I haven't met my parents. I don't know if they are still alive..." Iger spread his hands: "If you have a chance to meet them, please say hello to me."
 In the principal's office, Dumbledore couldn't help laughing at the image formed by the smoke in front of him. He had a hunch that Snape was going to make a big fall on the kid in front of him.
 Looking at the ironic smile on Snape's face, Iger thought he might be laughing at being an orphan, but Iger didn't care at all.
 When I find the Resurrection Stone I'll see how you beg me on your knees, Severus...
 As for when to find the Resurrection Stone, Iger decided to ask Dumbledore to take a walk around Gaunt's old house if he was free someday.
 "From today onwards, I will be your spell teacher. You have to learn a lot of high-strength spells from me to release the accumulated magic power in your body..." Snape didn't hold on to Iger's parents, but With that greasy voice, he dragged his voice and said: "My progress is very fast and the requirements are very high. I hope that Mr. Morrisus, your undeveloped brain can keep up with my progress."
 "Okay, Professor Snape~" Iger blinked and used his eight-year-old face to show off maliciously: "Where do we start? Fuchsia?"
 In front of Iger, Snape's face turned black, changing faster than the weather in London.
 Iger looked at Snape's dark old face and the corners of his mouth twitched. He wasn't sure if Snape would give him a heart attack or something, after all, Dumbledore was not around.
 "Take out your wand, Mr. Morrissey." Snape's tone was flat, but anyone could hear the anger brewing in his calm tone.
 Iger hurriedly took out the spell, only thinking about two spells in his mind, in case something went wrong.
 Mantra and armor protection...
 Seeing Iger's flustered look, Snape finally smiled sinisterly, and waved the wand in his hand gracefully, extremely fast: "Seal the tongue and lock the throat!"
 Iger suddenly felt that his tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth. He looked at Snape with a vicious smile, and Iger spread his hands in a bewildered expression: "Cough, cough, forehead, dew slightly..."
 I don't know how to spell silently... Iger wants to cry but has no tears.
 "Compared to conventional casting, the silent spell consumes more mana. Of course, it is also more difficult, but I think that since Mr. Morrises knows the unpopular black magic defense spell of the Fuchsia, the silent spell is obviously nothing. Difficult things." Snape finally grinned.
 At least in Iger's eyes, he was grinning.
 "Based on my level of magical power, this spell can work on you for at least two or three days. I hope that Mr. Morrises can learn the silent spell in these two or three days." Snape said lightly: "Of course , although sealing the tongue and locking the throat is just a simple control spell, but after a long time, occasionally the tongue will be ripped off or the breathing will not be smooth, causing suffocation, but I think our Mr. Egg will not care about those things,
 Is not it? "
 Iger looked at Snape blankly, his mind turned, and then he took a wand and wrote a line on the ground.
 "I have news from Lily Potter, do you?"
 Looking at Snape's face twitching violently, Iger smiled happily. Although he couldn't laugh out loud, he still smiled brightly.
 Come on, hurt each other!
 Looking at Snape with an uncertain expression, Iger grinned and wrote:
 please me~
 There is also a long tilde drawn at the end...
 Snape looked at Iger hesitantly, and then sneered: "What I want to know, you can't stop it at all."
 Iger knew that Snape was going to give him a Legilimency, and Iger began to panic again...
 What the heck, a powerful magician is just like a bug, there is no solution to this, okay?
 I'm so stupid, really, why should I die?
 What should I use against Snape's Legilimency?
 Iger's thoughts turned, and he made up his mind that if Snape dared to give him a Legilimency, he would dare to show Snape the profoundness of the small film industry in his previous life!
 Iger intends to use some indescribable images to open the door to a new world for Snape.
 "We have an agreement, Sev..." Dumbledore's voice came from behind: "You can't spy on Iger's brain."
 Iger turned around, and Dumbledore was walking over calmly, seemingly curious about how Snape planned to teach Iger.
 "You're right, professor, how about using Veritaserum?" Snape looked at Iger and grinned.
 Iger feels that at present, as far as he has not yet mastered silent casting, it is better not to have any conflicts with Snape. It is not a good thing for him to think about it.
 Dumbledore waved his hand, and Iger was relieved to find that his tongue had been detached from the roof of his jaw.
 "I want to warn you, Iger, at least until you don't have strong strength, don't tease those powerful wizards. It's very dangerous, just like the school motto of Hogwarts..." Dumbledore waved his hand, and Iger appeared in front of him. A line of Latin: "Do not disturb the sleeping dragon..."
 "Thanks for the professor's guidance..." Iger shrugged and said helplessly.
 In his previous life, Iger had been bedridden all year round and had no social experience. Although he had lived for eight years in this life, he still couldn't get in touch with some meaningful things at his age.
 like dating or something...
 People who have lived in childhood in both lives are obviously more childish than others...
 "Similarly, Sev, I suggest you not to spy on Iger's brain, sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing, can you promise me?" Dumbledore looked at Snape.
 Snape looked gloomy, not knowing what to say.
 "How about making an unbreakable oath?" Iger looked at Snape cheerfully.
 After the words fell, Snape's face darkened even more.
 "This proposal is not bad..." Dumbledore clapped his hands, looking at him, he seemed to really think that Iger's proposal was not bad.
 "Forgive my refusal, he doesn't seem to have the capital to swear to me." Snape gave Iger a disgusted look.
 "What capital do you want?" Iger spread out his hands: "Is it okay to ask you to meet Lily again?"
 After the words fell, Iger felt as if he saw a light in Snape's eyes just now, and he suddenly felt that he had to correct his bad habits...
 Half an hour later, Iger looked at the strands of golden light wrapped around his hands and wanted to cry.
 "Remember your words, Iger." Snape gave Iger a deep look.
 Iger's grin is uglier than crying, which is also good, isn't it? At least Snape wasn't as repulsed as he was at first.
 Although it was annoying, it had to be said that Snape was indeed a well-deserved great magician.
 Whether it is black magic, defense or potion making, Snape is obviously much better than ordinary wizards.
 The two made an unbreakable oath, Snape vowed never to use any form to capture Iger's memory, to ensure that Iger's memory will not be snooped by others, and that what Iger wants to learn, as long as he knows it, all All the potions that Iger asks for at any time, as long as Snape has them, must be provided to Iger.
 And what Iger set up was to let Snape see Lily again, no matter what state Lily was in.
 In terms of fairness, Iger took advantage of it very much. Iger knew that Dumbledore had won it for himself.
 "Thank you, Professor Dumbledore." Iger bowed slightly to Dumbledore.
 Dumbledore smiled, turned around and left quietly.
 "Whether it's a genius or a lunatic, we can't guess their thoughts, right? Severus~" Iger looked at Snape with a smile.
 "Just a few seconds ago, you were still thanking the lunatic you called." Snape said with a straight face, "Also, call me Professor Snape."
 Iger shrugged and began to learn magic from Snape.
 The first spell that Snape taught Iger surprised Iger. Looking at the doe flying in the air, Iger felt that Snape was really a lover.
 Aside from selfishness, dark psychology, not washing hair, digging into horns, digging small intestines, Snape is not useless...
 "My intuition tells me that you're thinking about something bad..." Snape glanced at Iger, "Surveillance is undoubtedly a spell that consumes a lot of mana, and the release requirements are also simple, as long as you are happy, I think For a kid your age, being happy should be the easiest thing."
 Snape walked up to Iger and made a movement of swinging his staff: "Follow me, call God to protect you!"
 "Call God to protect you!" Iger shook his wand, and the tip of the wand glowed with silver light.
 Snape glanced at Iger's wand in distaste: "Obviously you didn't think of any happy things, it's better to say that you didn't think of anything, your brain was eaten by you with red pepper last night Is it gone?"
 "Come again, call God's guard!" Snape flicked his wand impatiently.
 Iger is a bit tangled, he doesn't know what kind of thing is happiness, the meaning of happiness is too broad...
 This is the first time in your previous life that you saw a small movie that opened the door to a new world? The tip of the stick glowed fluorescently, and the white light gradually spread, but it was only a barrier.
 When he died? Although very sad, but there is an inexplicable touch...
 The wand in Iger's hand trembled violently, as if something was about to come out of it.
 Spend birthday with Mrs. Hull and everyone in the orphanage? My birthday is the day old Mrs. Hull picked me up...
 Snape stood beside Iger silently, with a hint of disbelief evident in his eyes.
 An eight-year-old brat can reach this level by casting the Patronus Charm for the second time?
 When Miss Aisha proposed to adopt herself? Or is it time to come to this wonderful magical world?
 But those are not important anymore, Iger now feels something is coming out of the wand, a ray of silver light slightly stings the eyes of the two of them, Iger opened his eyes again, and a silver kitten surrounded him, From time to time, he rubbed his trouser legs.
 "Obviously, your talent is not bad..." Snape turned and left with a shake of his face, "Today is the Patronus Charm, you can't chew it off."
 The big black robe was as attractive as the spread wings of a big bat, and Snape left aggressively.
 Iger pouted, squatted down and teased the kitten in front of him, touching the cat's chin with his fingers, Iger could feel an inexplicable warmth.
 Iger was a little surprised. The Patronus has a physical body... In other words, not only can they fight against the dementors, but sometimes they can also do something for themselves?
 For example, sending a letter or something, do you remember who did this in the original book?
 ...
 In the principal's office, Dumbledore stood in front of a complicated and exquisite shelf, on which were small silver bottles.
 "His talent is very good." Snape walked in: "At least I couldn't release the Patronus at his age. I just wanted to consume more of his magic power."
 "It turns out that some people are always excellent beyond imagination, don't they, Sev?" Dumbledore turned around, his eyes could not be seen clearly under the silver glasses.
 "He has clues to the future. You said that he knows our future Dumbledore." Snape looked at Dumbledore eagerly.
 "I know what you're thinking, but I advise you to let go of that kind of thinking." Dumbledore took a look at Snape, and said softly: "I think although I'm old, I haven't reached the point of being stupid..."
 "Since he knows, then he understands when to do something. I might as well say that Iger is the one who understands the story most thoroughly." Dumbledore looked into Snape's eyes: "We hold There are emotions, we are in a situation, so when we encounter things, it is difficult to make the right decision."
 "But for Iger, it's very simple..." Dumbledore brushed an instrument with his palm, and the smoke billowed, and the scene of Iger crazily releasing the patron saint on the playground appeared in front of the two.
 Snape glanced at Iger in the picture: "I hate him, weak and noisy."
 Dumbledore shook his head slightly: "It is because we are weak that we become strong. As for the noise you mentioned, I think it is very interesting to chat with him. He is also the first child who dares to call me Old Deng."
 "He was also the first child who dared to call me by my Christian name." Snape was still disgusted: "The Dark Lord will definitely like this lawless boy."
 "But he doesn't necessarily like Voldemort, I'm sure." Dumbledore smiled and stuffed an envelope into the drawer.
 "Why?" Snape retorted.
 "According to my investigation, that child likes beautiful women very much, and is not very interested in men." Dumbledore laughed: "It's very naughty, if it's not a beautiful woman, he would even make fun of his grandma, obviously you are not The first to be ridiculed..."
 "Disrespectful boy, I hate him even more." Snape turned to leave.
 "Looking at him, Sev, I don't think he hates you..." Dumbledore's voice sounded behind Snape: "Although he is not the first, I think he should be the third. I am looking forward to it." What a difference this little egg will make in you, Sev."
 "I'm honored... But judging from the current situation, the egg is poisonous..." Snape left without turning his head.
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 Egger Morriss. 
 Translation: Poisoned eggs. 
 The amused young man who was seriously ill in bed last life was reborn into the world in the Harry Potter stories in his memory. 
 For the coming darkness and the strange and unpredictable magical world, Iger is like a wild dog that has been let loose. 
 Author: Why don’t you follow the plot? 
 Iger: The plot? Is the plot none of my business? I want to be happy! 
 Voldemort: You are very talented, I allow you to be my servant! 
 Iger: That’s not how the valet is charged… My friend, have you heard of Amway? 
 Voldemort: ? ? ? 
 Snape: I swear, Mr Morriss, if I find out you’re using a cauldron to cook hot pot again, I can’t guarantee that my wolf’s poison potion will drip into your cauldron if you’re not paying attention. 
 Iger: Once upon a time, there was a little witch from Muggle, she had a pair of green eyes… 
 Snape: Don’t challenge my bottom line! 
 Iger: Don’t challenge my scumbag! 
 This is an unorthodox magical world, Hogwarts with a clear style of painting, be careful!
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 A metaphysical master Gong Qingyao never dreamed that one day she would be transmigrated into two thousand years later.
 After transmigration, Gong Qingyao has two goals in life.
 1. Make good use of her metaphysical skills.
 2. Acting well.
 But what did this person who has been following her want?
 Qin Ze: “Me? I’m your third life goal.”
 During a press conference.
 Reporter A: “I heard that you can participate in this reality show because of unspoken rules?”
 Gong Qingyao glanced at the reporter. Her husband and wife palace has collapsed. Her eyebrows were sunken and there was a black air: “Your husband cheated, if you go home now, you can still catch him.”
 Reporter B: “According to insider, your scene in the middle and late stages of this show has increased because you have a close relationship with the director.”
 Gong Qingyao glanced at this other reporter.
 A person’s parents’ house was on the forehead. Looking at this reporter parents’ house, his left forehead was narrow and collapsed, indicating that his father has passed away, while his right forehead was also sinking and darkly stagnant: “Your mother is sick and it is life-threatening. You are recommended to return quickly.”
 The reporters took a step back in silence.
 Gong Qingyao: “Are there any more questions?”
 Reporters: “…” No, no.
 “Did you find out? Any products with commercials or endorsements by Gong Qingyao will be sold out!”
 “What’s this! Anyone who has partnered with Gong Qingyao will call her ‘Sister Yao’, even the best actor is no exception!”
 “Well, Gong Qingyao doesn’t seem to have any anti fans, even if there are, they will turn into fans within a month.”
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 The phoenix led tens of thousands of birds as they flew over from the end of the horizon. Behind them, clouds akin to a sea of fire billowed as they swept by Chang’an. A golden winged roc perched on top of Xingqing Palace, its pupils reflecting the common people of the bustling Divine Land. Within the silence, dynasties rise and fall, while tides ebb and flow.
 Li Jinglong slowly dragged his body riddled with wounds, releasing a resplendent light from his hand as he kept approaching Hong Jun.
 “The living… are passing travelers…”
 His low voice resounded through the world, and within an instant, the black fog that enveloped the earth receded before the light.
 “The dead… return home without turning back.”
 That light is the blazing sun that illuminates the world, stars that twinkle in the night sky, an eternal heart lamp that pierces through the darkness.
 “The world…is a temporary inn. Since time immemorial, countless people have bewailed their short, bitter lives…”
 Li Jinglong closed his eyes and pressed one hand against Hong Jun’s forehead. A white light diffused with a whoosh, covering the battlefield littered with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Within the shadow of that lamp, the debauchery in Pingkang, the parasol trees of the Exorcism Department bathing in the midsummer sun, the sand and swirling snow in the vast expanse beyond the Great Wall, Ah Tai’s clear singing voice, Mo Rigen and Lu Xu picking leaves in the early morning, Qiu Yongsi’s flying brush strokes that transforms into immortal poems in Li Bai’s cup–
 A young nobleman of Chang’an strolled through its eastern downtown,
 Riding a white horse with a silver saddle as he beamed.
 While traversing through Chang’an, flowers kept falling, where on earth is he going?
 Smiling, he enters a tavern where a foreign entertainer performs.
 (Last four lines are from a poem written by Li Bai used to ridicule hedonistic sons from rich families for their extravagant lifestyles.)
 A gong who has bad luck wherever he goes x a shou that can suck away the luck of the people around him
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 As a paladin, I lost and was captured in an encounter with the vampire. 
 “Ah, let you die? Think beautifully, accept my first embrace, in the future, please give me more advice~ my dear daughter.” 
 The silver-haired loli’s blood queen lightly raised my chin, smiled playfully, and pointed her sharp fangs at my neck.
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 Yu Yaoyao was a snake spirit who died by lightning and as a result, transmigrated to a novel she had read in her past life. This third-rate actress had the same name as her, but then she remembered she was only a pitiful cannon fodder in the novel she had read. 
 This obscure actress’s life was riddled with scandals, and as a result, her diamond husband left her. She then hit the rock bottom of her career and ultimately became paralyzed by an accident. Not to mention, she had neglected her child, leading him to an early death. 
 Graced with a new life, Yu Yaoyao is determined to steer her path away from the plot’s death flags. She’ll be the best wife, the most loving mother and she’ll rise to the top of the entertainment industry! 
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 Domineering president? Evil school grass? Black-bellied Major General? Young Master Paranoid? All Raiders!
 Long time to attack? Hehe, it doesn’t exist.
 There is no male protagonist who can’t solve the problem, only a host who doesn’t work hard.
 The 001 system is very satisfied.
 Its host is also very satisfied.
 But…Isn’t it the one who said good strategy scumbags? !
 What does it mean for such a sick villain to stay in the shadows? ?
 The villain BOSS appeared, and it was him every time! To
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 Mu Chun, who woke up after a burst of dizziness, didn’t know whether he had entered another personality or another universe. 
 The eldest daughter of the lawyer family told Mu Chun that he was the most promising inheritor of the school of psychoanalysis and the most gifted therapist. 
 This era is also very strange. All kinds of physical and mental diseases can be seen everywhere, such as mania, insomnia, dysfunction, persecutory delusions, transvestism… emerge one after another, but the treatment methods stay in the era of psychoanalysis. 
 Mu Chun just wanted to keep her own law and order, earn money to support her family, and coax the eldest lady to go home to become a lawyer, while she was dawdling in the community hospital. 
 The eldest lady stalked him to become the greatest therapist.
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 System: You are the hero, go and capture that cute girl, she is the heroine. 
 Male lead: I have a fiancee, so I can’t cheat. 
 System: The heroine has appeared, she has been reborn now, you go to attack her. 
 Male lead: The female lead was so badly harmed by the male lead in her previous life, let her go in this life. 
 system:……
 Read the guide: 
 The unit dramas are all written through books or overhead, without textual research, everything serves the plot.
 Content tags: face slap system fast travel through book
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Song Cun ┃ Supporting role: many ┃ Others:
 One-sentence introduction: The male protagonist is difficult to do, so don’t do it.
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 The purple star appears, the land under the heavens is shaken into disorder! Here and now in this chaotic world, who will rule in this rise and fall of fortunes?
 He, insidious and callous, the lord of the Western Chu who pledged to seize the entire world — XiMen QingTian?
 He, of heroic passion and ten thousand battles, the crown prince of the Northern Yan with a heart connected to the world — BeiTang JiFeng?
 He, of demonic charm and abounding evil, the monarch of the Southern Zhu who plays with the whole world — NanGong GuYue?
 He, cultured and refined, the prince of the Eastern Qi who forsook the world — DongFang MingXu?
 He, sword courageous and qin heartful, the first gentleman of the jianghu who is brave and talented, confident and free — ShangGuan YuChen?
 When they met the steady and unperturbed, calm and collected her, the her without desire and demand, everything seemed to change!
 She let them understand a fact of objective existence that had yet been ignored by the people of the world:
 Who said that women are not equal to men?
 Who said that women rely on the peach blossom face of beauty?
 Who said that women are unable to support this side of the sky?
 She, Jun BingLing, the reborn ugly-duckling who bore the memories of previous generations. Before the age of ten she wore a veil to cover her ugliness, her fate bizarre and bumpy. After the age of ten she wore a veil to cover her beauty, her life becoming beautiful and dazzling, brimming with legendary color!
 Yet, watch how she transforms into a butterfly, roaming the jianghu, galloping on battlefields, stemming the raging tides?
 Yet, watch how she does not rely on her appearance, merely using the inherent qualities of daughters to handle a crowd of smart and talented overlords?
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 After the nth time of failing a marriage meeting, Xiang Han got himself a job: good treatment, high salary, free world traveling with food provided, house provided and even a ‘lover provided’?!
 At first, he thought, apart from having to travel into the body of a scum cannon fodder, a scheming fake white lotus, everything else was okay. It was only later he realized that saving the target was also a problem. His imagination was neverending, even eating a cup of ramen was seen as a way to rouse his ( target’s) interest!
 Xiang Han: This target is a no-go.
 Certain Target: Very good, you’ve already managed to rouse my interest.
 Xiang Han: Go outside and make a left turn to the optometrist, go get your eyes healed! Additionally, this “lover provided” isn’t necessary.
 A Certain Target: This is certainly necessary!
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 A human warrior cultivating the Ancient Strengthening Technique has transcended dimensions and arrived on Kyushu. Together with twelve ravishing beauties with looks that were unmatched in their generation, will he be able to stand on the summit of this world?
 This novel is about the main character, named Qing Shui, who transcended dimensions and arrived in the Kyushu continent. Storms of blood and wind, resulting in corpses and bones strewn about are extremely common here. The young warrior Qing Shui forged ahead in his path to cultivate, using 10 years to train himself, only to seek vengeance for the one who had forsaken his mother! On the road, he had a chance encounter with the cold beauty (ice princess) Shi Qing Zhuang, incurring hatred and vengeance from her fiancée – Situ Bu Fan. After entering the Hundred Miles City, Qing Shui got acquainted with a dignified and beautiful lady named Yu He and other Xian Tian Realm cultivators – After which, he willingly invited tribulation on himself, after killing the young master of the Gong Yang Clan because of Yu He, and was forced into a corner. Luckily for Qing Shui, a lady as beautiful as a celestial maiden named Yi Ye Jian Ge rushed back to save him from afar, following which a bloody battle ensued. Can Qing Shui turn danger into safety, averting disaster? And his relationships with the various beautiful ladies, what will it develop into?
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 There is a very strange restaurant in the City of Sin.
 Elves and dwarves must share a table, orcs are strangely well behaved, dragons are only welcomed on the small square in front of the restaurant, and the demons must bring their own stool.
 This strange restaurant with their strange rules continuous to attract a long line of customers.
 “This place serves the best food! The chef of this restaurant is a genius!” Some of the guests in the restaurant left glowing reviews. But these guests have a word of warning for other guests, “No matter what you do, never, never attempt to kidnap the boss or try to ‘eat and run’. You will die.”
 A cute little girl stood near the door, and demanded in her tiny voice, “You have eaten the food, now pay up, or I will beat you to death.” The five-meter tall dragon suddenly felt a chill running up its spine.
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 After Lin Zisheng, whose whole family was ruined by a white lotus, woke up once more, he discovered that his mind now had an additional so-called ‘system.’
 Lin Zisheng: hehe… …
 And so…
 System: cho-chotto matte! Host-daren, that is the white lotus we are supposed to save, y-you can’t force her onto the road of no return!
 Lin Zisheng: An early death means an early reincarnation, I am freeing her from endless suffering.
 System: … … [Host’s words are highly logical, I actually have no words to retort…QAQ]
 #Early Every Morning I Wake Up And See Host Pushing Male Lead Down A Pit#
 #Host Keeps Trying To Squash Target To Death, What To Do, Waiting Online, Urgent!#
 #Please Spare That Little White Lotus, She Is Still A child#
 #Male Lead-sama, Your Female Lead Is Over There, Please Let Go Of My Host QAQ#
 #Why Male Lead Getting Bent Unprovoked#
 Also…
 #Every Morning Also Sees The System Being Silly (Seeking Death)#
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