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 That month, the white shadow was far away, like smoke and mist, leaving a faint void.
 Still standing among the trees, the quaint gardens haven't moved, but Huo Linfeng has lost his exploration mind. He was upset, disappointed, and stunned by the ghost-like figure.
 Who is that?
 Who can't guess or figure out?
 Living in a different garden, and then looking at the clothes, he is an extraordinary disciple, and it is estimated that he is one of the palace masters. He was meticulous, Diao Yuliang was still young, could it be Rong Luoyun?
 Suddenly, a team of disciples came on duty not far away, and Huo Linfeng heard the sound and turned to Houshan to leave. Lengsang Mountain was so lonely and cold that he stumbled with a little inattention, but he continued to remember the situation again.
 The entertainer said that his sister is a concubine and his brother is a pirate.
 Rong Luoyun's sister-in-law is the head of the twilight tower, which shows that the country is beautiful and fragrant, so from this, Rong Yunyun's attitude must not be casual.
 At the foot of the mountain, it was time to head north for the inn, but Huo Linfeng settled and headed for the long river to the west.
 Near the ugly river, Chaomulou was brighter than daylight, and the gate was open, and the guests were like a tide and a boat. Coincidentally, the song and dance day said by the store is tonight, and there is endless singing, and the dancer puts on a waist for half a night.
 Waves of turbulent crowds, the weak crown of the year to the old man, all fluttered blowing a wide-sleeved fragrance. Ying Yingyan called, the horns were sour, but the fourth floor alone was a bit lonely.
 This is the upper room, with flower windows, bamboo curtains, and a white figure rushing into the room. He landed quietly, and took the futon, familiarly, and walked to the side of the bed to light a tricolor light.
 Only one, dark, far from the outside lights. The man didn't click, and opened the cabinet, picked a piece of barberry incense, and lit it into a small copper furnace. After finishing his work, he moved to the bed and sat down gently.
 The outside sounded confusing, he was quiet, like he came to the wrong place. For a while, Lotus stepped forward, pushing the door with her arms, revealing Zhang Guoguo's face: "falling clouds, when did you arrive?"
 The woman in question was Zhao Kuilou, Rong Duanyu, and the seat of the extraordinary palace was Rong Luoyun, the master of the second palace.
 "Just lit the lamp," Rong Luoyun owed, "Here you come so fast, have you been staring?"
 Rong Duanyu laughed, why did the smelly man underneath matter to his brother? She was gone, and Nana's, like Jiutian Xuannv, had fallen off, and after a while brought some food.
 Sisters and brothers sat around the table. A bowl of apricot butter and a plate of cow's milk crisp were all Rong Luoyun's favorite. He ate himself, his delicate ear cartilage moved slightly, monitoring the movement in the building. People get mixed up on this day of the month, and he comes to stare in peace.
 He ran out of apricot milk, and pouted. Rong Duanyu suspected: "It's not an unmanned lingling man. Pa Zi has embroidered a little better, but don't you wipe it?
 Rong Luoyun took a piece out of his sleeve and touched his lips with perfunctory reluctance. Rong Duanyu laughed, and his fingers turned out a creed.
 Rong Luoyun took over, and the officials dispatched by the court arrived, and began to look at: "Huo Linfeng?" He was quite surprised. He was dignified as the son of the North Hou, and rumored to be fighting again, and actually sent to Xiganling.
 "How about this person?" Rong Duanyu asked.
 Rong Luoyun shook his head, never met, I do not know, but the figures defending the border must have an iron fist. After giving up the iron soldiers of Saibei, he came here to bring a group of wine bags and rice bags. He guessed that General Huo's heart would be uncomfortable.
 Rong Duanyu asked again, "Should you explore the details?"
 Rong Luoyun said, "No need, wait for him to take office, and the exact news of Changan will be sent when the time comes." Qianglong can't beat the ground snake, even if Huo Linfeng is terrible, it is difficult to sing.
 He was tired, burned the note, rinsed his mouth and took off the crown, and scattered three thousand blue silks into the bed. Rong Duanyu put a silk quilt on him and touched his cheek again: "Sleep, let's live all night, I'll call you again if there is something."
 Rong Luoyun closed his eyes indissolublely, apparently a notorious madman, but curled up sideways into a pediatric state.
 The door was closed, and Rong Duan Yulian stepped lightly, and met a Qingqin with a harp on the porch. Qing Yan sang a dumb throat, but Jin Yu was flying all over her head, and she had to quickly set aside her appreciation.
 Rong Duanyu glanced down, and the men of Wuyan, holding their sisters on the stage with piles of gold and jade, were lively. How many men begged her to show up, she turned a deaf ear and turned to the back kitchen to cook Rong Luoyun's soup.
 Extravagant in the building, gorgeous outside the building.
 Heads were moving along the river, and a dark shadow slid into the painting. It was Huo Linfeng in night clothes.
 Yunyu was dying, and General Huo blushed. "I'm sorry," he said silently, and then tore off a robe, put it ashore, and strode into Chaomu Tower.
 For a moment, Huo Linfeng was fascinated, with a charming look, his eyes fluttered, nephrite came close, and in just a few steps, he was covered with body powder. He was seated and looked around, and the porch was full of people, drunk and throwing flowers, twisting the fan, and everywhere.
 I did not go to Xiaochuntai in Saibei, but entered the Chaomu Tower in Xiganling. If my father and elder brother were to know, I am afraid that both the staff and the bones would be discounted.
 Suddenly a cry came out, "What a good brother, how can you keep silent?"
 Huo Linfeng's flesh tightened, and Langdang put her shoulders on her shoulders, slightly stiff. There are different categories in this blue building. The one in front of this is a prostitute. He said blankly: "I heard that the beauty of Chaomu Tower is worth living and dying. See you today, but that's all."
 The little prostitute discolored, twisted the willow and walked away. Huo Linfeng was stunned, and only Qing Yi, an artist, hugged his pipa, and he was somewhat ashamed at him.
 He said, "A girl-like look in the kitchen for cooking sour soup. What kind of lute?"
 Upon hearing this, Qingyan shed tears of tears, and immediately rushed around with some pity. Huo Linfeng's eyes were cold and untied, and the brocade bag was untied. There were forty ingots of one hundred and twenty grains in it, a total of four thousand.
 He whispered softly: "I'm too dirty in the building, four thousand two, find a good look and sing a song, do you have one?"
 These words are degrading and provocative, but they are also very tempting. The stewardess in charge came and offered a flattery: "My son is not upset. If Chaomulou doesn't have Peugeot, how can there be beauty in Jiangnan?"
 Huo Linfeng heard the argument side by side, and it seems that this "Po Luo" is a famous person. After a while, Bao Luo walked to the table, fanning her face, revealing a pair of beautiful apricots, shaking lightly, and shaking the house full of enthusiasts.
 Huo Linfeng glanced at: "Good for this pair of apricot eyes, but unfortunately, I would rather take a bite of fresh peaches than chew a basket of apricots."
 Baoluo froze and almost fell off the fan. When the sister-in-law saw the situation, she attracted others, all of whom were hard to see. Huo Linfeng, but his lips and swords were like swords, making Yingying Yanyan faint.
 "Oh, my son!" My sister-in-law sweated. "My son, what do you like? Chu Chu or breasts, jade girl or charming girl, what do you tell me in detail!"
 Huo Linfeng first entered the wind moon field, posing as a ruthless guest. After hearing the words for a long time, he faintly felt hot behind his ears. The sister-in-law experienced the old way, whispered close to him and asked, "Son, do you want little sister-in-law?"
 Huo Linfeng was startled, annoyed into anger: "Speak less, don't get a beauty!"
 Xunzi considered for a moment. So many people in the room watched, how could Chaomulou lose her credibility. "Go," she pinched her **** and stomped her momentum, "please Hua Kui Duan Yu girl!"
 The man from Dinglou exclaimed, all looking at his neck, and he was coveted before he showed up. Huo Linfeng was a little stunned in his heart, waiting, when he was exclaimed in his ears, raised his eyes and looked up, Qian Qian in the promenade was distant, only felt immortal.
 The sister-in-law called hurriedly, but Rong Duanyu was steady, looking down against the railing, and at a glance he saw Huo Linfeng, who was surrounded by the crowd.
 The two faced each other far away, Huo Linfeng was frightened, but the dusty woman appeared dusty, like a thousand daughters of high-minded families. When Rong Duanyu came out, he could see clearly that his eyebrows really resembled the shadow of Yuebai.
 Could it be that the person is really Rong Luoyun?
 Rong Duanyu sips the wine: "What song does the son want to hear?"
 Huo Linfeng rushed and pushed 4,021: "Hua Kui is good at it."
 The sister-in-law was busy gathering baggage, and Rong Duanyu raised her skirt to the stage, borrowing a pipa with a pimple. The sound in the middle of the building can be heard, and she stares at Hua Kui's song with a breath of breath, a plucked string, a slight movement of her lips, and the sound of nature sounds.
 On the fourth floor, Rong Luoyun had a dream in the hustle and bustle, but suddenly he woke up.
 He got up and opened the veil, and he got out of bed and went to the door barefoot. Recognizing Rong Duanyu's singing voice, he pushed the door into the porch, and when he leaned down, his hair fell and covered half his face.
 "Zhege ... Sorrow parents ..." is singing "Zhege".
 Others watched the beauty, he listened to it alone, and sang "Nanshan law", his heart was sour.
 Huo Linfeng poured another cup, but I wonder why Rong Duanyu sang a song of offering. Drinking on the back of my neck, I suddenly saw the figure on the fourth floor, the moon white robe, but just picked the silver silk crown.
 It's him? !!
 At this time, when the song was over, there was endless praise around him, and he was dragged by the mule to praise him. "Very good ..." He perfunctoryly looked up, and there was no trace of the man at the railing.
 False, real, dreamlike.
 He felt stunned and asked, "When is it?"
 I don't know who said, "It's almost time."
 It was almost dawn, Huo Linfeng turned around and walked out, and everyone was lively behind him. He stepped out of Chaomu Tower, returned his robe, and then slowly returned to the inn.
 The six-sided, six-sided Chaomu Tower gradually rubbed his shoulders.
 Suddenly a cold wind came, and a plume of gray smoke fell from the sky. Clean, embroidered with a touch of goose yellow spring ginkgo leaves, sniffed, scented with a hint of barley, and a hint of milk.
 Gracious Girl?
 He didn't know, too lazy to guess, and took it in his arms.
 The fourth floor flower window, Rong Luoyun nest on the couch and dreamed again, with arms around the window edge, the wind blowing the wide sleeves.
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 Huo Linfeng, the son of the Marquis of Dingbei, fell victim to the schemes of treacherous court officials; his expedition towards his career was halted and instead, he was dispatched to Xigan Ridge to be an official. There was a Bufan Palace in the Xigan Ridge, the infamy of the Four Great Palace Lords was widely known. Among them, the Second Palace Lord, Rong Luoyun was a notorious beauty and rumoured to be a pervert. In the name of vanquishing the power of evil, Huo Linfeng sneaked into Bufan Palace as a spy, but unexpectedly formed a strange relationship with Rong Luoyun; he proceeded to come into consensus with the enemy that resulted into a union of a hundred years…uncovering unsettled scores and secrets from past events, and together, hand in hand, they pulled off the greatest of achievements.
 As gratitude and resentment entangle, tragedies are formed from love and hate.
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 It was the twenty-third year of Tianxi*. Rumours traversed the streets that the all-knowing Imperial Advisor suffered a great calamity and could not help but enter seclusion to focus on cultivation. However, the commoners secretly clapped their hands and rejoiced. In the winter of the same year, a young monk appeared in the Hui Zhou Fu’s Ningyang District.
 The monk’s monastic title was Xuan Min, his memories all missing, yet was versed in the arts of Feng Shui Kan Yu**. On the very first day arriving in Ningyang, he did not hesitate to take care of a dangerous manor, picking up Xue Xian, who was hidden there, along the way.
 Since then, Xue Xian – who had been all-powerful in the first half of his life – gained a new life pursuit: to get this baldy*** who had only a good outer appearance to take his last breath and “smile from his grave”.
 Xue Xian: If you are unhappy, then I will be happy. If you die, I’ll laugh my ass off.
 Xuan Min: …
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 Got roomed with another straight man in a love hotel and had to share a bed. Meeting by the road side on a certain day, the boy in his arms was smiling wildly.
 Hey, let me explain myself, don’t go ahead of yourself. I was just being a samaritan. I had to help, even if I lied about being a straight man like you.
 Are you running away after getting me excited? Let’s see what kind of ending you want today.
 Since you all asked for a wife chasing crack, then let’s perseverate to the end. I’m not crazy, you are the one who is crazy. This is probably a crack but still gentle gong and a shou fighting against the crack story. Lighthearted! Comedy! No brain cells will be lost!
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 Growing up in an orphanage since he was a child, Tao Mu, who had suffered so much, never thought that his life was actually a result of picking up the wrong script. 
 Eighteen years ago, two children were born at the same time, but due to the negligence of the medical staff their name tags were switched. Tao Mu, who was supposed to be born in a wealthy family, was sent to an orphanage instead. 
 Eighteen years later, the mistake was discovered. Tao Mu originally thought everything could go back on track. However, his parents and siblings who were supposed to be the closest family disliked him deeply, lovers and friends also turned their backs on him. 
 Receiving such a shock, Tao Mu completely revealed his dark side, becoming a vicious cannon fodder that everyone hated. In the end he found himself utterly isolated and committed suicide by jumping off a building. 
 After being reborn, Tao Mu was surprised to find that he actually lived in a book. The male protagonist in the book was the Silly White Sweet** who was the other baby that he had mistakenly switched identities with. As for him, he was just the vicious cannon fodder encountered by the Silly White Sweet in his sweet and pampered life. 
 Tao Mu: f*ck this plot, and f*ck this stereotypical routine. I won’t be playing along in this life! 
 In other words, this is a dog blood story of a highly provoked cannon fodder no longer mistreating himself to please anyone after being reborn. Instead he will be relying on himself to build an entertainment empire that will catapult him to the top. 
 ** person who is s*upid but in a sweet way
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 Zhong Yi was invited to be a visiting professor, Zhang Xingzhi was king for the first day, and some people were late.
 He nodded at the bottom of the position that was late and insisted on sitting in the first row and said: “You, don’t leave after class.”
 The whole class was silent, and everyone turned their attention to the authentic professional teacher they were occupied. One is inevitable.
 Until later, the new teacher arranged classwork: send a photo they thought was the best to him.
 The children were about to start searching, so they listened to the professional teacher and asked,
 “What about me?” The class calmed down again.
 Zhong Yi raised an eyebrow: “You send it, I’ll watch it.” All eyes looked down, and they raised the phone and pressed the shutter to the person on the podium.
 The whole class ? ?
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 He experienced disappointment, being let down, and had experienced the ups and downs of life yet he still retained the heart of a young person. To be sincere, to be magnanimous, to love what I love, and to hate what I hate.
 And he said, I don’t care anymore, the blood I spilled out, someone will definitely come and collect it.
 That day in the elegant tea hall, the sound of the pipa carried through the hall, and like a love disease, flustered the heart.
 One was full of expectation, one fell in love at first sight.
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 Qiu Jin transmigrated into a book once again.
 Last time, he transmigrated into an omega with pheromones that could make people go crazy. This time the heavens were merciful and finally had him transmigrate into an alpha. Moreover, it was the sexiest alpha in the entertainment circle.
 Unfortunately, it was a cannon fodder.
 The main gōng in the original book was Ji Shenxiao, an aloof tyrant CEO. He was alpha to the max. His self-control was so strong that no matter how omegas tried to seduce him, he would remain unmovable like a mountain. Until he met the protagonist omega shòu, which activated his second vein and turned him into the fiercest gōng dog.
 And Qiu Jin was the cannon fodder alpha that competed with Ji Shenxiao. Arrogant and despotic, he tried to forcefully take, and grandly lost. He challenged the protagonist’s bottom line again and again. In the end, his gland was destroyed, and his family fell into destitution.
 In this regard, Qiu Jin expressed that he would not be a toxic alpha male, so protagonist you go scram. However, humans could not defy the fates, and just when Qiu Jin was striving to become a high-quality alpha, the pheromones that made all the alphas go crazy in the last world came back!
 At that moment, he saw the protagonist gōng suppressing his desires till his eyes were red, and his pheromones went out of control.
 Qiu Jin swallowed: “Bro, let’s talk this out…”
 The alpha squeezed the back of his neck, his voice hoarse: “But I prefer to do it directly.”
 Love rivals become lovers. Alpha becomes omega.
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 Wen Xuan was the head disciple of Water Cloud Sect’s sect leader. He spent the first half of his lifetime respecting his teachers and placing importance in the way of Dao. Friendly towards other fellow disciples, he was everyone’s role model.
 He once believed that he would spend a lifetime like this. Until one day, he met a younger fellow disciple (shidi) who was unbelievably skilled.
 This shidi told him that this world was actually a novel. And he, Wen Xuan, would become the most unsightly, petty little villain in this leveling up style cultivation novel. With the next half of his lifetime on a bumpy spiral downward after an erroneous decision, he will be betrayed and deserted by friends and family, casted away and end up dying miserably alone.
 “After dinner for leisure, many people would use a mocking tone of disdain to discuss your disastrous life. But no one knew how you survived through all those years. No one saw how you struggled to hold on to your bottom line in your lonesome. No one cared about the suffering you experienced and your perseverance. But I saw it. I know. I care.”
 “That’s why I came to this world. To become your support.”
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 Qi Le – gender: male, sexual interest: women – suffered from congenital heart disease and died early. However, God played a small trick on him and placed his soul inside the body of a trashy shou.
 From then on, the gates of a new world were opened.
 When Qi Le opened his eyes, he found himself still lying in the hospital, but there was a small problem.
 Everyone helped clear up his confusion: “You’re gay.”
 Qi Le: “……”
 Everyone: “You’re a 0, which means you’re the one on the bottom.”
 Qi Le: “Bullshit! Laozi is a straight man!”
 Everyone stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder: “Forget it, all the men in the world can turn straight, but not you.”
 Qi Le shook with anger: “We’ll see about that!”
 Everyone reminded him: “Everyone knows about your confession, everyone knows that you’re gay. Which girl would be willing to date you ah?”
 Qi Le: “=口=”
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 When Wang Dahu saw Li Qingran attempting suicide by cutting his wrist right in front of his grave, he thought,
 “If I could turn back time:
 I will treasure you.
 I will protect you.
 I will love you a hundred times, a thousand times, more than right now.”
 When time really did turn back, Li Qingran would have a life time of happiness!
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 This is a story of a runaway bride who reincarnated, only to find that he couldn’t endure living with his fiancé and ran away from marriage again. A noisy, troublesome, clamorous love story.
 This story is also known as “Runaway elf” “How to escape a marriage successfully” “How to escape a failed marriage” “My husband is crazy, can I escape” “Try running away from marriage again” (Don’t believe it)
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 In 2121, a terrible pollution disease swept through the world. 
 “We call it distortion, but perhaps, the history records of later generations will call it an evolution.” 
 The world experienced involution. 
 Today, that person’s head split into two. Tomorrow, that flower would grow fangs. The day after that, that fish would climb ashore with its legs… 
 Lu Yan: And I am merely a mediocre doctor who treats the pollution disease. 
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 Patient A: When I first grew 18 tentacles, I was having a great time eating [beep—] by the seaside. As soon as Dr. Lu came, he cut 17 of them for me. He’s really a brilliant doctor!2 
 Patient B: I am a poisonous mushroom. My spores are highly toxic and can be parasitic. I gave birth to hundreds of thousands of microspores, which made it worse for my already poor family. Dr. Lu helped me practice family planning when he came. This great kindness will forever be remembered! 
 Patient C: I have eight mouths. I was a picky eater and only ate meat, so I set up a slaughterhouse for this purpose. But then, Dr. Lu cured my picky eating. This woman of faith is willing to be a vegetarian for the rest of her life in exchange for Dr. Lu’s happiness and well-being in this life. 
 Lu Yan, the top of the food chain, the eternal god. 
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