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 Like a faint shadow, the assassin floated under the incomplete vault, through the narrow and winding alleys, and through the stinky gutter, appearing on a street in the lower city of Vanessa. The streets were neither too wide nor too narrow, just the kind most common in the Lower Town—the ground was ragged, but not muddy; a carriage could pass through it, but no driver would want to drive through it. It was a miracle that the low shacks stretched between the stone buildings, making it difficult to tell which was a house and which was an open space.
 The Assassin, like all his brethren, wears a full-face white mask adorned with the ornate tail feathers of exotic birds. He was wearing a cape that was spacious enough to cover his whole body, and the cloak was embroidered with crimson silk thread in a flowing pattern. From the houses and shacks on the side of the street, there are pairs of eyes peeping out from time to time, the purpose is mostly not to monitor or inquire, but to observe everything on the street as a part of this huge environment. However, when the hem of the Assassin's costume swept over the potholed stones on the road, those shining eyes in the night all went out, as if the Assassin was some kind of evil that should be avoided, and anyone who looked at him would suffer misfortune .
 There was a smile on the face under the mask. The assassin walked leisurely along the street, neither hurry nor slow. If it wasn't for his identity, the strange situation he was in at this moment and here would really look a bit idle.
 The assassin's footsteps stopped suddenly. At the same time that his limping footsteps disappeared, another burst of hurried footsteps came from the other side of the street. The assassin's eyes, accustomed to seeing things in the dark, clearly saw a figure stumbling towards him. The man tilted his body and covered his ribs with one hand, as if he was injured. When he was running, he glanced back quickly from time to time, as if he was worried about the pursuers behind him. When he ran less than a quarter of the distance from the assassin, he suddenly realized that there was a person standing in front of him, and the assassin had been watching him for a long time.
 It was a slender young man with a typical Yoder appearance: delicate features, high nose bridge, raised eyebrows and eyes, and wheat-colored skin. However, his hair is fiery red. I don't know whether he inherited foreign blood or dyed his hair to catch up with fashion. He was wearing a tight-fitting shirt and trousers, as if he had just woken up from a sleep, and ran out before he could change his coat. He was out of breath, his shirt was stained red, and blood kept spilling from between the fingers covering the wound. If he kept running like this, he probably didn't need to be chased by soldiers, because he would faint on the road due to excessive blood loss.
 The young man stared at the assassin, his emerald eyes were full of horror (it's natural for most people to see an assassin with such an expression), but besides that, there was even a tinge of relief, it seemed that the presence of the assassin here was very helpful. He said it was the grace of the gods, and he almost knelt down to thank God for his blessing.
 "The Reticent!" The young man let go of his hand covering his ribs, and grabbed the assassin's cloak with both hands, which stained his clothes with blood. "You are a reticent, right? Disaster relief?"
 The Assassin has no reason not to answer this question. You must not lie. "I'm."
 The young man breathed a sigh of relief immediately, his tense expression relaxed, making his face look more handsome.
 "Help me!" the young man said hoarsely, "Someone is hunting me down, please help me! I will give you whatever you want! I can afford it!"
 The assassin tilted his head and looked at the young man. He didn't wear any jewellery, but his shirt and trousers were new and made of high-quality silk. It seemed that he came from a high society and claimed to be rich, which may not be a lie. But why would such a son-in-law be hunted down? The assassin is very free tonight, and he doesn't mind taking on a temporary job, but he is afraid that one job will involve a lot of work, which will make him exhausted.
 There were more footsteps on the other side of the street. A group of people is approaching. They all carried weapons, swords clanging in their sheaths. Five people? No, six people. The assassin made out their numbers from the mixed voices.
 The young man clenched the assassin's cloak tighter. "They're coming!" he cried, "Please! Save me! I'll pay you! I will! They...they killed my parents, they killed my entire family...killed them for me!"
 Those six people appeared in the assassin's field of vision. Everyone carried torches, so they stood out. The leader was dressed in black, and the remaining five wore city guard uniforms.
 "There!" the leader said, "Grab that kid! He's the only one left, don't let him run away!" He drew out his sword at his waist, took two steps forward, and suddenly stopped. Only then did he notice that beside the young man stood a strange figure in a mask and a cloak.
 "The Silent One!" The leader was startled, hesitated for a moment, and then his expression became stern, "Get out of here, it's none of your business! If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
 Hearing this, the young man trembled all over, his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground. But he still tightly held the hem of the assassin's cloak, using it as a life-saving straw for those who fell into the water. He lowered his head, as if accepting his fate, but after a while, he raised his head again and looked directly at the assassin's eyes exposed from the holes in the mask. "I'll pay you and kill them!" His eyes were as fierce as an owl's.
 The assassin laughed. Because of the mask covering his face, no one could see his expression.
 He kicked the young man away and walked towards the six pursuers. The chief looked triumphantly at his subordinates, bragging to them about taking down a dangerous Reticent. Then, he realized that something was wrong. The assassin kept moving forward, and at the same time, he lifted his cloak. The wide and light fabric dances behind, like a raven spreading its black wings against the night wind, with two gorgeous short swords hidden under its long feathers.
 The short sword is exaggeratedly decorated, and the golden carved hilt is inlaid with rubies, giving people a flashy impression. Yet the Reticents, though fond of fancy attire and ornate weapons, would never tolerate their impracticality, so his twin swords are both beautiful and deadly, either of which take your breath away.
 The leader noticed the assassin's intention and immediately raised his sword to block. The short sword of the assassin's right hand swung his weapon away, and the short sword of his left hand met his throat. Before the leader could make a sound, a smear of blood stained the assassin's blade. The assassin flew past him like a phantom, and the leader's body fell heavily to the ground when there was a bottomless gully between the throats of the other two pursuers.
 The assassin's pace is like a seasoned dancer, leading his beloved partner to shuttle and circle on the dance floor. The two short swords were like flying butterflies, and there was a flash of silver light, and two more fell to the ground.
 Seeing that the situation was not good, the last pursuer immediately oiled the soles of his feet, turned around and ran away. The assassin leaped high, raised his head like a poisonous snake before attacking, and with the help of the falling momentum, sent the short sword into the back of the pursuer. The last person fell to the ground and died. The assassin stood up from his back, drew out the dagger, and put the sword back into its sheath before wiping off the blood on it.
 The young man sat on the ground, staring blankly at the scene in front of him. Before he could react, the killing was fleeting.
 The assassin strode towards him. The young man crawled back in horror, thinking that he would be the next to die. But the assassin did not draw his sword again. He grabbed the young man by the collar and lifted him up. The young man's legs were weak, and he was barely able to walk by leaning on the assassin's arm.
 "What's your name?"
 "Giuliano..." the young man muttered.
 "Go!" said the assassin, dragging him into the endless shacks beside the street.
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 Do not betray your employer; 
 Do not betray your companions; 
 do not lie; 
 Rather than violate it, I would rather be silent. 
 These are the four laws that “The Silent One” has abided by for thousands of years.
 Day and night we roamed the streets of the Yordian cities, 
 Dressed in Chinese clothes, wearing a mask, with a long sword on his waist and a dagger in his pocket. 
 We take lives and receive payment. 
 We are as humble as ants and as noble as kings. 
 We hold the power over the life and death of others. 
 I never cared when I died.
 Content tags: Fantasy and Magic Romance of the West Revenge
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Giuliano, Enzo ┃ Supporting role: Antoine ┃ Others: fantasy, fictional, assassin
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 He was once Head of the Immortal Sects.
 Jiang Zheliu resisted the world’s destruction, protecting the people single-handedly. After losing all his spiritual energy, his hair turned white overnight.
 All that remained was a millennium passed in vain, and a grave disease.
 He distanced himself from the Cultivation World, went to Zhongnan Mountain to collect herbal medicines and grow flowers, as if to retire.
 Until….. Those little demons he had once saved, his cherished juniors, even those devils that he had suppressed innumerable times, all came knocking at his door, each more excited than the next gripping his hand:
 “Qianbei, what type do you like? Can you not be so rigid on your requirements?”
 Jiang Zheliu: “……？？？”
 Wenren Ye is newly appointed Devil Lord of the Devil Realm.
 He is cold-hearted, devilishly handsome, and when he was younger he suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of a certain Head of the Immortal Sects.
 Still obsessed with this defeat, Wenren Ye hurried through the night to Zhongnan Mountain, but all he saw was white-haired weak Immortal Sects Leader, with droopy eyes, sick to the bone, with freshly coughed up blood staining his lips.
 His obsession was still alive, but his heart was also thumping.
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 On a certain day, Chu Yi, feeling quite peculiar, goes to a bar for a drink and ends up drastically changing his life.
 Unspeakable deeds were done and he accidentally picks up a husband.
 It was quite a coincidence that this husband of his turned out to be a senior from his school. People say he’s someone that can only be seen from a distance and cannot be touched.
 But he didn’t expect that this aloof and hard to approach husband of his not only flirts without batting an eye but also loves eating vinegar (getting jealous).
 When he talks to others, his husband eats vinegar.
 When he laugh with others, his husband eats vinegar.
 When he compliment others, his husband eats vinegar.
 Even when he post about anything related to others on his moments on WeChat, his husband eats vinegar.
 Chu Yi understood later that his husband should be pampered, and should be the only one in his heart.
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 Qin Yiheng has always lived his life the way he planned and he has never strayed off from his plans. Until one day, he met a certain person in a bar and certain things happened.
 In a responsible manner, he decided to marry this person, brought them back home and included him in his plans. He was ready to live a life of mutual respect with this person.
 But he didn’t expect that the husband he picked up would actually make him so addicted.
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 I am a doctor, and after I became a zombie, I found that my face was paralyzed.
 Actually, I didn’t want to block the zombies for my patient, but I accidentally stumbled and fell on him.
 As for why I am conscious, it may be because I am handsome…
 After all, compared to those A zombie that stinks and dries and still grows green hair, except that my skin is paler, my body temperature is a little lower, my pupils are a little discolored, and there are a few cyan veins on my neck, as long as I don’t say…
 Actually I can still see that I am not a normal person.
 I was able to determine that my stomach was not interested in humans.
 However, my patient seems to smell delicious…
 Rong Yun (smile): Be good, don’t bite anyone
 Xiao Shenwei (face paralysis and rub hands): Okay, ah hoo~
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 Lin Sui transmigrated into the cannon fodder of a cultivation text, a cannon fodder with a human cauldron constitution, destined to be a servant. Lin Sui, unwilling to resign himself to it, seduced the Son of Heaven, but when the cut out his Dao bone and transferred it to himself, the Heavenly Law struck him down.
 That Dao bone in his body became the System that restrained him, issuing the order: You must retrieve all of his soul, serve him as your master in every world, and spare no effort for him until your dying day!
 Lin Su was all smiles as he agreed, but all his life, the thing he loathed most was others telling him what to do.
 Therefore…
 In the first world, he was an arrogant and domineering, rich and powerful Young Master, while the other person was a pitiful and humble illegitimate child.
 He humiliated him by saying he was only fit to carry his shoes, and spoke words of love next to his ear when the noise of the crowd boiled over.
 System: You motherxxxxxx [beep——]
 Lin Sui, innocently: Aren’t I serving him as my master?
 In the second world, he was a newly-promoted top talent in the entertainment industry, while the other person was a former Best Actor who went silent after an accident.
 He ridiculed and suppressed him, saying deserved to make a comeback even if he was past his prime, and kissed the scars on his body at night, leaving resources behind to gracefully leave afterwards.
 System: [beep——]
 Lin Sui, spreading his hands: Am I still not sparing enough effort?
 In the third world, he was an S-rank Alpha, while the other person was a mentally-damaged former SSS-rank Alpha.
 He looked down on him, saying that useless people also deserved to get back on the battlefield, and when no one was around he said ‘since you can’t smell pheromones, then I will be your omega’, and almost lost his life giving himself to the other person.
 System: …..
 Lin Sui, smiling: Is my dying day enough?
 Even though, in the end, he was tucked away in a golden house by the wealthy upstart, captured by the triple gold Best Actor, and completely embraced by the Imperial Marshal, he was still happy.
 System, weeping bitter tears: Big brother, I’m begging you, I won’t tell you what to do any more!
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 Chu Yunsheng’s head hurts every time he wakes up. Because he is usually either lying in the villain’s bed, or had just gotten up from the villain’s bed.
 The reason why villains are called villains is because they are extremely lethal and vengeful… and they love to blacken…
 Villain: Bastard, I will castrate you!
 Chu Yunsheng: …Oh.
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 Han Yun was spoiled from childhood.
 He survived past his emperor dad and crown prince elder brother, and became an emperor.
 He didn’t know how to govern the country, but he was lucky—there was a Grand Preceptor who “assisted” him, spoiling him even more than his father did.
 After just a few years, this puppet emperor died. When he awakened, he had transmigrated into the modern world, becoming a third-rate model struggling alone without any loving parents.
 Just when he thought he had become a little cabbage that nobody wanted and no one would ever spoil him again, a certain ancient monster of a Grand Preceptor who had lived 1,000 years appeared again… and looked to be doing quite well for himself.
 The utterly impoverished little emperor had tears in his eyes: “Beloved subject! Zhen (royal We) have missed you so much!”
 Grand Preceptor: “Your Majesty, this minister has waited for you for a thousand years.”
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 After what seems to be a plane accident,
 Su Bai Master Su was seized of his power and unexpectedly reincarnated onto a cowardly distant nephew.
 Who said that you will lead a dull life after rebirth?
 The ‘Jade-Faced Yama’ who once ate both the black and white path
 vows to take back the power that once belonged to him step by step.
 Do you really think Master Su is a rice dumpling for everyone to push around when he does not display his wrath?
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 Shen Jingheng, the youngest and most outstanding general in the galaxy, the dream lover of countless Omegas, unfortunately has a flaw and is severely allergic to Omega—— 
 Other Alpha smelled the Omega pheromone, but he had to use all kinds of anti-allergic products all the time, otherwise he would have all kinds of strange symptoms. 
 Apart from that, he is also an out-and-out perfectionist, pursuing full marks in everything. 
 But he never expected that there was an accident in his life—— 
 His 100% matching spouse is actually the famous little crying bag Omega in the whole galaxy. 
 Except for a face, this Omega is useless. 
 No way, since it is a destined 100% match, he has to get married if he is not happy. 
 As a result, after marriage, there was a problem that even the most invincible general in the world could not solve. 
 ……How can I complete my daughter-in-law’s hug request without being allergic? 
 He is perfect, so he must ask himself to be a perfect husband! he! Don’t let your daughter-in-law cry! 
 …It’s so difficult, how can it be more difficult than fighting, ancestors, please stop crying?
 Omega allergy obsessive-compulsive disorder perfectionism A attack x super sweet sticky spirit Omega suffer 
 Keywords: pure love, love after marriage
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 Lu You is a blind man, but because of an earthquake, he traveled to the planet Osius three thousand years later. 
 The people on this planet are human beings. After the destruction of the earth, human beings migrated to the Fire vein galaxy, 
 In order to better adapt to the environment, human beings have been fused with adult and animal genes. 
 Females are all extinct because they cannot adapt to the alien environment. 
 The only ones left are the animal-shaped orcs who can transform, and the sub-orcs with reproductive functions.
 Avoid thunderstorms:
 This article insists on 1v1, no change of attack, no uncleanness. 
 In the future interstellar, there are armors, cute things, steamed stuffed buns, golden fingers, and bloody sprinkling from time to time. 
 ps: Future Interstellar, the full text is the author YY, a hodgepodge that cannot stand the test.
 Content Tags: Romance of the Times, special liking, fantasy space, distant starry sky
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Lu You, Gnarris ┃ Supporting roles: Ilter, Essolt, etc. ┃ Others: orc, future, interstellar, warm, future, steamed stuffed bun
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 Yu Lang dies in property battle 
 The rebirth of Yu Lang has only one goal – to take care of his father’s waistband and eliminate his litter of little brothers in the bud.
 A story about a little lover who was a little bit fond of his father. After his rebirth, he domesticated his stallion’s father into a son-in-law, and whimpered and was eaten. 
 Yu Haitian: Be good, little rabbit, open the door 
 Yu Lang: How I miss my little brothers from a football team.
 Yu Lang is a very fucked person, but he never admits it. 
 He has two favorite people, his mother and his man. 
 He has two people he hates the most, his father, his brother, and his little mother. 
 After being reborn again, Yu Lang finally admitted that he was fucked, isn’t it enough to be fucked?
 Content tags: rebirth, farming text, little three
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Yu Lang, Yu Haitian ┃ Supporting roles: Yu Hui, An Huilan, Rong Er, Rong Da ┃ Others: NO father and son
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 Omega Wen Mi, a small clerk, was suddenly promoted to the assistant of the big boss. On the first day of promotion, the boss would take him home to see his parents.
 Alpha boss Ling Heshi was born in a wealthy family. It is Omega’s popular love to have money and beauty, but he has always claimed that he is single.
 So how can a good singleist fall in love with him at first sight casually? 
 The boss took out Wen Mi’s entry medical report. It turned out that Wen Mi’s glands were damaged and could not perceive Alpha’s pheromone, so the boss took him home to deal with his parents.
 Wen Mi: As long as the money is in place, nothing is a problem! 
 So Wen Mi became popular love A and his boss’s nominal love object, until Wen Mi was taken by the boss to the Civil Affairs Bureau to sign for a group photo.
 Wen Mi: I always think something is wrong, aren’t we pretending?
 Ling Heshi: Then you get off me first, don’t always smell me.
 The sweet food temperature control mi did not expect that the boss’s pheromone was honey cake flavor. He not only smelled it, but also wanted to taste it sweet enough.
 Wen Mi: Didn’t you say that you have a white sandalwood flavor in your previous interviews?
 Ling Heshi: Popularity A is so sweet, I also want face.
 Wen Mi: I feel like I’m being tricked.
 Wen Mi: It’s still a series!
 Sweet food control, trying to make money
 Reading notes 
 1. Heal each other 
 2. ABO has private settings
 Keywords: pure love, sweet pet, pheromone, happy and funny
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 Pei Lu is the number one psychotherapist in the federal government. One day, he accepted an invitation from the federal government to treat some soldiers with mental illness. But the situation seems a bit wrong, his patients… have all fell in love with him.
 Patient number one: “You are mine.”
 Patient number two: “If you dare to leave, I will kill you.”
 …
 Patient number N: “You’ll only be liberated once I die…”
 Pei Lu: …
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