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 What is unpredictable monarchy, this is unpredictable monarchy!
 Just now, no matter what he said, he liked it, and it started to fall in the blink of an eye?
 Ye Yang and Feng Luan looked at each other, Feng Luan suddenly sneered, and said, "Break a big stone in your chest? How about you learn to break a big stone in your chest?"
 Ye Yang: "No, no..."
 Feng Luan raised his eyebrows and asked him, "What do you want to learn?"
 Ye Yang: "…"
 He pondered carefully, remembering that Feng Luan had said something to him before.
 Feng Luan said that he specialized in riding and archery since he was a child, and now he is still obediently admitting it, picking up what Feng Luanhui has to say is better.
 Ye Yang answered honestly: "I want to learn to ride and shoot."
 Feng Luan's mood seems to have finally improved: "When you are healed, I will teach you."
 Ye Yang: "…"
 The Dog Emperor.
 He just scolded in his heart, Feng Luan stood up suddenly, making him shrink back in fright, but Feng Luan just asked Kang Ning to send him the unread book, he seemed to be sure of tonight To rest here, Ye Yang hopes that he can leave as soon as possible.
 Although he couldn't make Feng Luan go after Chu Lian, he had a way to make the tyrant leave because he hated him.
 This tyrant loves elegant and weak beauties. He loves faces, not people. If the elegant beauties do something extremely indecent, Feng Luan should immediately lose his love for him. interest.
 Ye Yang thought so, he simply climbed to the edge of the bed and looked down at his legs.
 The big guy with his feet is the essence of all rough guys.
 He doesn't believe that Luan can have sex/interest with a person who is rocking flip-flops on Erlang's legs.
 Ye Yang just woke up, wearing only pajamas, no shoes and socks, he probed into the bed and looked under the bed, there was a pair of low-top upturned cloth shoes, very Delicate, he moved to the bed and stepped on the back of the shoe.
 No flip-flops, cloth shoes should be fine.
 Feng Luan remained silent, but his eyes chased his actions, and when he saw him put his feet into his shoes, he spoke lightly and asked, "Yun Shijun, what are you doing? ."
 Ye Yang sat on the edge of the bed, spread his legs, and put the other leg on his knees, thinking he was looking rough, and began to shake his legs.
 He was only wearing a single-layer bedclothes, made of good materials, like silk, with his movements, the trousers slipped up, revealing a calf and slender ankles, the cloth shoes Kankan hangs on the tiptoe, the color is gorgeous, and it is shaky, which makes his skin white as snow, and the faint blue veins are hidden.
 Ye Yang didn't realize it yet, he was shaking his legs and shoes, and was about to stretch out his hand to make a foot-picking movement, but found that the opposite Feng Luan looked at him, as if something was wrong.
 Ye Yang lowered his head and looked at his legs.
 The exposed calf is thin and white, and the cloth shoes are like high heels hanging on the toes in the **** photo.
 Ye Yang: "…"
 Wait, why does Yunyang have no leg hair.
 How can you not be a rough man! Have! leg! hair!
 If he had hairy legs, this performance would be twice the result with half the effort, he could scare Feng Luan away on the spot, but now he's making his feet like a lure, he can't do this, he has to hurry up Find a way to dilute the current ambiguous atmosphere.
 Ye Yang: "…Brother, have you eaten yet?"
 Feng Luan: "…"
 Ye Yang put down his legs embarrassedly, tore off his trousers, looked at Feng Luan, and reluctantly regained some confidence: "I... I'm starving, and there's nothing left for us, just some cabbage clams. Potato chips, why don't you stew, let's cook, let's make it on the hour?"
 Feng Luan: "…"
 Feng Luan raised his hand and took the book from Corning, but he was still calm, his favorability didn't change, he just frowned slightly, and said with disgust, "You really should study hard. Palace etiquette."
 But when he mentioned the word "ceremony in the palace", he couldn't help but think of Li Ma and Na Yu Shi, his brows could not help but wrinkle a little tighter, and said in a low voice: "No shame."
 Before he finished speaking, he paused again, remembering Ye Yang's refutation of his words that day, he couldn't help swallowing the end of the sentence, snorted slightly, slightly displeased, Raising his eyebrows, he looked at Kang Ning and asked, "Where is Auntie Xiu?"
 Kang Ning replied: "It should still be in the Palace of Lord Yunshi."
 "Change one." Feng Luan glanced at Ye Yang's leg and said, "This is all about teaching."
 Ye Yang was nervous for a moment.
 The book makes it clear that Feng Luan is a tyrant who can kill even his own brother. He said that he wanted to change the teaching mammy. Could it be that he wanted to kill Li mama?
 Ye Yang hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, Mammy Li didn't make a big mistake, please think twice."
 Feng Luan gave him a sideways look: "What do you think I'm going to do?"
 Ye Yang: "Uh..."
 He murmured for a moment, feeling unspeakable embarrassment in his heart, so he hurriedly looked away, tried to change the topic, and asked, "…Your Majesty, what happened to the assassin last night?"
 Feng Luan turned over a page and said lightly: "Kill it."
 Ye Yang: "...doesn't you need interrogation?"
 Feng Luan replied, "I already know who he is."
 Ye Yang looked at him curiously, but Feng Luan stopped talking. Compared with the happy mood when he was joking with him before, Feng Luan's expression seemed to be a little colder, and he did not talk to him anymore. When he spoke, he just looked at the memorial in his hand, and he didn't turn to the next page for a long time.
 Ye Yang shut up.
 This is obviously not something he should know. He really shouldn't talk too much. When he saw that Feng Luan didn't want to talk to him again, he simply lay down on his side without saying a word, and waited for the meal and the medicine. He soon fell asleep again.
 , Just as he was about to close his eyes and go to sleep again, he heard Feng Luan muttering, and he seemed to be in a nightmare again.
 Ye Yang hugged the quilt and turned over silently.
 
 But he remembered Feng Luan's ravings in his dream last time, and couldn't help but be curious again.
 Who is "A Yue" in Feng Luan's mouth?
 …
 The next day dawned, when Ye Yang woke up, Feng Luan had already gone to court.
 He was drinking medicine, but when he turned his head, he saw Mammy Li leaning on the door frame and looking at him tearfully.
 Ye Yang snorted in his heart, and was shocked.
 "Little Young Master! The slaves are leaving!" Madam Li shouted, "The emperor has ordered, the slaves can no longer be with you!"
 Ye Yang: "Ah..."
 He remembered the pictures of the Jade Situation and the Spring Night Secret Opera that Mama Li gave him, and wished Mama Li would go faster.
 But he never imagined that Mammy Li dragged out a little maid from behind and put the treasure bag in her boudoir on the little maid's neck, the heavy bag dragged the little girl She stumbled, and Li Ma looked up at Ye Yang with teary eyes, and said, "Little Master, Wanjuan is an apprentice taught by the slaves, so let Wanjuan follow you in the future!"
 Ye Yang: "...this is not necessary."
 Wanjuan was pushed forward by Mammy Li, and bowed sharply to Ye Yang, making Ye Yang take a few steps back.
 "The slave has studied it carefully, the matter of grace is in the body and mind." Wanju raised her head, looked at Ye Yang, nervous, and stammered, "Nu Nu Nu slave must be It will help the little boy win the Sacred Heart!"
 Ye Yang: "…"
 Ye Yang felt his head hurt even more.
 He looked at the two with their eager eyes, suddenly remembered something, grabbed Mammy Li's arm, and asked, "Mammy Li, how long have you been in the palace?"
 Mother Li patted her chest and assured: "The slaves have been in the palace for more than 20 years, and that is watching the emperor grow up. What the emperor likes, the slaves all know!"
 Ye Yang didn't want to know Feng Luan's preferences, he was more curious about Feng Luan's dreams.
 He wanted to rush to ask the matter clearly before Mama Li left, so he lowered his voice and asked, "You... do you know who in the palace calls A Yue by name, or if it has a name in it? A transcendental one."
 Before she finished speaking, Mammy Li could not wait to raise her hand to cover his mouth, her face full of horror, she lowered her voice even lower, and together with Wanjuan, they approached Ye Yang and asked : "Little son, this word can't be nonsense. If the emperor hears it, he will definitely be angry."
 Ye Yang asked: Why? "
 Mother Li had no choice but to answer: "Little Young Master... Have you ever heard of King Shenyang?"
 Ye Yang had an epiphany.
 He didn't know who the name A Yue was, but he had seen the name of King Shenyang in the book.
 This hat was put on Feng Luan's head. Killing his brother was a real thing. At that time, several princes were fighting for the throne, and there were frequent tricks. Among them, Feng Luan was the most ruthless. Apart from a few of his half-brothers, he did not even spare his own younger brother, King Fengyue of Shenyang. He stepped on the blood of his close relatives to ascend to the throne, and he washed away the dissidents in the Qing Dynasty. He ascended the throne in just one month , has killed hundreds of people, this is called a tyrant.
 But Ye Yang felt that Feng Luan was raving in his dream that day, and it seemed... very guilty.
 If Ah Yue is the king of Shenyang, then this is a bad debt in the palace, and it has nothing to do with him. Mammy left.
 Ye Yang was injured, and he was infected with the cold before. Getting out of bed and walking around would inevitably affect the wound, so Wanju sent Mammy Li out, and ran back, eager to go to the Ye Yang offers advice.
 Ye Yang picked up the medicine bowl and sipped it one by one listening to her go down.
 "The young master was injured because of the emperor." Wanjuan said seriously, "If the emperor comes again, you should tell the emperor that you have pain in the shoulder and ask the emperor to rub it!"
 Ye Yang choked on the medicine.
 "No, no, the wound will hurt if you rub it." Wanjuan retorted, "Then...then let the emperor blow it!"
 After saying this, she stood on her chest and looked very proud.
 Ye Yang coughed a few times, and then deliberately asked: "Blow it? Then do you have to kiss and hold it high?"
 Wanjuan's eyes lit up: "Little son! Good strategy!"
 Ye Yang: "…"
 Wan Juan took another step forward and continued to offer advice, but the palace people outside the door had already said loudly: "The slaves are knocking on the emperor."
 Ye Yang sighed.
 What are you talking about, why is this Feng Luan still staying in his palace and not leaving?
 "
 Ye Yang responded quickly: "Yes, the special garlic peeler, that... cuckoo, say hello to the emperor."
 Feng Luan: "…"
 
 "Slave Wanjuan, meet the emperor." Wanjuan said nervously, "Your Majesty, little gentleman... No, Yun Shijun was just talking about her shoulder pain."
 Ye Yang: "…"
 No? Just this bad plan, really turned around and sold him? !
 Feng Luan was slightly startled, looked up at Ye Yang, and asked hesitantly, "Your wound hurts? Would you like to pass it on to an imperial physician?"
 Ye Yang: "…"
 He looked at Wanjuan's forehead against the ground, looking at it from his angle, he happened to see half of Wanjuan's face exposed from under his arms, those big eyes clicked, Life winked at him.
 Ye Yang decided to pretend not to see: "No, no, small problem, I don't feel pain."
 Before she finished speaking, Wanju raised her head in hatred.
 
 Feng Luan was startled by her loud roar: "...Ah?"
 Ye Yang shouted before her: "Flesh! It's okay!"
 But he still didn't overpower the voice of the late cuckoo.
 "The servant said it! The wound hurts!" Wanjuan shouted, "I want the emperor to kiss and hug, lift! High! High!"
 Ye Yang: "…"
 Feng Luan: "…"
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 Ye Yang, a straight man from Northeast China, transmigrated into a novel about court fights, became a concubine, and was bound to a system, which could put on view the favorability score of the main characters.
 On condition that the emperor’s favorability score was too high, he’d fall in love with Ye Yang. However, if his favorability score was too low, he’d be mercilessly killed. In order to protect his life and chastity, Ye Yang forced himself to create his own persona, repeatedly switching between the personality of an unrefined man from Northeast China and the first beauty of the harem.
 Yet, things were getting worse and worse. At first, he let the favorability score of the dog emperor drop. Later, the score began increasing rapidly. Watching how the favorability score was about to skyrocket, Ye Yang panicked.
 He wore a gold chain and raised a mink, silencing all of the imperial concubines of the harem. Feng Luan’s favorability score had been increased by +1.
 He had a snowball fight with the dog emperor and pushed him into a snowdrift. Both of them caught a cold. Feng Luan’s favorability score had been increased by +10.
 The mink he raised thought out a plan for Feng Luan to renovate the imperial study room worth of more than 10.000 taels of silver. The imperial study was so horrible that one could hardly bear to look at it.
 Feng Luan’s favorability score had been increased by +100.
 What’s going on! Are you still a straight man!
 ……
 The longer Ye Yang lived in degradation, the more he felt that the dog emperor was different from what he initially thought.
 At his feet the ground was covered in blood and bones, but behind him was the delightful scenery of the prosperous world, and the coming of all nations.
 A few years later, he helped Ye Yang up the stairs and gazed into the distance. He saw a myriad of twinkling lights, bustling, bright and beautiful.
 And Feng Luan whispered in his ear.
 “My dear Imperial Concubine, look.”
 “This is our country.”
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 Taking advantage of the fact that Master, several uncles and fairies are in seclusion, I wrote a biography about these people. Each book costs one hundred spiritual stones. Hey, hey, hey, don't leave. The price can be negotiated. Come back. Do you know who my master is? Xiyang! ! ! My uncle is..., hey, hey, hey, don't grab it, you guys, I... I have increased the price, two hundred spirit stones per book, no, five hundred!
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 Li Shuoxing, the god author of male frequency, got an extra love nurturing app out of thin air in his phone.
 The rules of the game required him to interact with the virtual character “Su Mingqian” to increase his love value and unlock more functions.
 Li Shuoxing soon experienced the true reality of Krypton Gold players.
 Stage one: “tr*sh game, don’t try to cheat Krypton.”
 Stage two: “I can’t be fooled and suffer a loss to buy a dollar gift bag.”
 Stage three: “One more Krypton and I’ll stop.”
 Stage four: “Don’t stop me, for my cub, I’m willing to Krypton the whole world!”
 ……
 Stage N: “For every additional 10000 votes, I’ll add 10000 words; monthly tickets can be lost, the King of Fire must be won!”
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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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 Is a flower demon with three hundred years of cultivation.
 Shao Zi’s biggest wish is to beat up that egghead Scholar (shu sheng) that always comes to water plants at noon.
 But when she got close and rubs her hands in preparation for action, she realizes that she’s clearly playing along to someone’s rhythm ah!
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 What are the heavens?
 Aloof and solitary, none can measure it’s might. It is law. It is commandment. It is merciless. It is unfeeling.
 Overlooking all existence, controlling the winds and clouds, stripping reward and punishment, leisurely yet capable. For these reasons, the Will of Heaven cannot be measured, the firmament cannot be approximated. Obey it and yield to it even though it may not be to one’s benefit. Oppose it and rebel against it, fortune and disaster however are hard to determine.
 Heaven, imprisoning the manifold existences like a deep well, the living things of the mortal world as mud.
 There existed such a very simple, very resolute frog at the bottom of the well, cautiously guarding his mind there were a few, faint rays of light, bearing the meager convictions to absolutely nibble upon swan meat. Step by step from amidst the mire of the mortal world, struggling to leave, step by step to exit the unseeable depths of the sordid, deep well.
 When he opened his great mouth towards the thoughts of nipping the swan, recklessly taking the firmament and swallowing it down in one bite! 　
 Chu Tian said, lacking money, demand even more money; lacking life, demand to pay with one’s life.
 This is exactly Chu Tian’s determined, most simple and firm principle.　　
 This principle is greater than heaven!
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 The planet was invaded by the Tates, and suffered from the devastation of the last ages. In the crisis of survival, some humans awakened powers, and they realised that those mutant beasts could cooperate with their own consciousness and increase their fighting power to two times more.
 This kind of animal was called Warpet. Shu Xiaohui was somewhat different from others. When the Tates invaded, he became a hamster and silently felt the presense of another powerful person.
 Chen Chengduo watched his companions slowly find their warpet, and wondered where his one was until one day he saw Shu Xiaohui with his mouth full of melon seeds in the corner of the wall…
 Others were warpet, his was only just a pet right…
 Hamster: You… You don’t look at my small size. I have lucky BUFF!
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 In the Taisho period, after getting the RPG system, Yetu Yunna made up his mind to complete the main task of destroying the ghost king and win the victory at all costs.
 You must prepare 99 items of each item in your backpack. As long as you have the opportunity, you will be leveling anytime and anywhere. Break into the houses and forcibly smash all the bottles and cans to collect the items. Every time you arrive at a new map, you must go to the item store to buy them. Before the mission First go to the hotel to sleep and return to full attributes. During the battle, you can eat lunches to replenish blood. After defeating the enemy, you will be crazy. Every time you see the priest, you will save it. A large number of gifts will be used to increase the friendly feeling of your team… In any case, only victory is justice!
 Swordsmen: Yun Na, I am too injured to move!
 Yun Na: My husband, I have 999 herbal medicines!
 Swordsmen: All HP is back! It doesn’t hurt at all!
 Fish Cake Group: The top six oiran has fallen for the first time, we won!
 Yun Na: Seeing is not necessarily believing, and you can’t take it lightly! I’m coming to make up!
 The sixth elder brother who is crawling out: knock on mom!
 Zhu: How is your breathing practice?
 Yun Nai: It’s still a long way away.
 Zhu: Hasn’t your learning progress reached 100%?
 Yun Nai: Wait a minute.
 Zhu: ……Now the learning progress is 101%? Can it exceed 100%?
 Yun Nai: My goal is 1000%
 No misfortune: My Infinite City is heavily guarded, as long as a human comes in, it will be spotted immediately. It is absolutely impossible for the ghost hunter to break through my defenses.
 Yun Nai: But I used the technique of change to disguise everyone as ghosts.
 No misfortune:! ? ! ? ! ?
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 Sergeant Xia Yao, born into a wealthy and renown ancestry, is a playboy who has turned over a new leaf. Yuan Zong is an ex soldier from the special forces who opened a bodyguard training company after being discharged.
 When Yuan Ru, Yuan Zong’s sister fell for Xia Yao’s charms, but could not break down his erected barriers, she came to Yuan Zong for assistance. Little did she know, the moment Yuan Zong saw Xia Yao, this ex-special force knew no other person would ever catch his eye.
 And so begins the battle between brother and sister for the most coveted price – Xia Yao’s heart.
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 After accidentally falling, she actually finds herself bound to a Second Female Lead Counter Attacking System!
 Xun Mi: WTF is this?! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
  In order to regain her memories and return to her original world, Xun Mi is forced to transmigrate to different worlds and complete missions. Fiancé stolen away? Abandoned by the family? Career ruined? Reputation slandered? No problem, I’ll just go and grab a golden thigh*, dominate the world, slap those trash scum across the face, and live true to the saying that evildoers have no worry!
 Xun Mi: I just want to peacefully and quietly complete my missions and go. 
 Loyal Puppy: I just want to peacefully and quietly go with you.
 *Note: grab a golden thigh: means to cling onto a rich or powerful person for support , usually used in a joking manner
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 At first, when he learned that he was forced to go to many different routine worlds and be reborn into all kinds of cannon fodder, he was against it.
 Because villains usually all only have a moment of satisfaction, the endings of cannon fodder are also frequently quite miserable.
 But the man who gave him the system told him that this system not only has all types of powerful functions, but he can also break the routine lives of the cannon fodder. If he achieves this satisfactorily for each world, he can even become a god.
 He’s already experienced over a thousand reincarnations, but hasn’t yet been a god. Since it sounds pretty great, why not just try it out.
 From that moment on, he began the irreversible path of tyrannically oppressing people, while conveniently tearing open those white moonlights and so-called righteous people’s hypocritical masks.
 His goal: wearing the villain’s role to walk other people’s righteous paths, leaving them no path to follow.
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 Ji Ling transmigrated into the world of a book and has become an 18-year-old aristocrat of the same name in the Interstellar Empire. In order to get another chance at life, he must play his role perfectly, love the Imperial Emperor without second thoughts, and act as an obstacle to the shou. He has to use his own sinister schemes to bring out the shou’s noble perfection.
 He worked hard to play his character… 
 Towards the main lead, Imperial Emperor, love without second thoughts and sacrifice his life for him. 
 Towards villain number 1, Duke, repay evil with good and get his cooperation in dealing with the main shou. 
 Towards villain number 2, Marshal, sacrifice himself to help both of them and get his cooperation in dealing with the main shou. 
 Towards villain number 3, Speaker of the House, give heart and soul to help each other to get his cooperation in dealing with the main shou.
 In order to deal with the main character, he used all available resources and gathered all available forces. Every time when the main shou was forced into a wall, he’d “fall short one step” and let himself be mercilessly slapped in the face. In the end, he was turned into a “victim of his own schemes”, becoming the scapegoat of the shou and dying to save the male lead.
 Just when he thought he could finally leave and enjoy a good life…
 The system said: The world collapsed after you died. Now sending you back to the initial point when you first transmigrated. Please do the mission again. Friendly reminder ~ both male and female villains have been reborn, please work hard and continue your efforts. The plot must be brought back on track. I have high hopes for you!
 Ji Ling had to do the mission one more time, just that … 
 Villain Duke: How could anyone not love such a cute little thing, hiding his soft heart under a pretentious facade? 
 Villain Marshal: He is not as arrogant and domineering as he looks. In fact, his heart is brighter and kinder than anyone else. 
 Villain Speaker of the House: You are my faith, my everything. I am forever willing to stand by your feet and clear your obstacles. 
 Ji Ling: You all shouldn’t love me. I love His Highness. I will always only love him alone! 
 Male Emperor: What a coincidence, I love you too. 
 Ji Ling: … I have a sentence ****, and I must say it now.
 # ML and villains are fighting for me every day, and I just want to retire and go home. #
 1V1，HE。
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 In the year 2166 of the new lunar calendar, the seventeenth district where I am located was rated as the worst district in the federation. 
 High unemployment. 
 Gradually soaring missing persons. 
 There are endless bounty offerings. 
 People say that law enforcement is the most dangerous profession on the planet. 
 And I, unfortunately, became a law enforcer.
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