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 "I want you."
 As the assassin spoke, he tore open Giuliano's pants.
 This guy is crazy!
 Giuliano certainly understood what the assassin wanted - he wanted to **** him! He just escaped from the tiger's mouth, how could he meet this pervert again! He arched his knees and aimed at the assassin's lower abdomen, but the assassin had already anticipated his actions, grabbed his knee sockets, pulled his thighs outwards, and skillfully stripped off his pants. Giuliano gasped. His lower body was completely exposed to the assassin's scrutiny, and his posture was pornographic. From the assassin's point of view, he could completely see the most secret parts of his body.
 He has never suffered such insults!
 "Let me go!" Giuliano yelled hoarsely, his voice unconsciously turning into tears, "Madman! Pervert! Let me go! What do you think I am? A whore?"
 "Of course you are not a prostitute." The assassin replied calmly, "You need to pay for a prostitute, but you don't have to."
 Giuliano's voice caught in his throat. The wound hurt so badly that he really wanted to cry aloud, but he would definitely be laughed at by the assassin, so he bit his lip and told himself not to cry no matter how painful it was. He squeezed his eyes shut to keep the tears from flowing. His life changed dramatically in a matter of hours. Before sunset, he was the young master of the Sacon family, living in a peaceful and prosperous family; after nightfall, he lost everything. His parents were brutally murdered, their heads on the point of a gun. His beautiful mansion with white walls and red tiles was burned to ruins. He lies in the city-state's most dilapidated and dangerous slum, about to be raped by a masked assassin. If he knew this earlier, he might as well die with his parents!
 But... no. He can't die. If he died, who would avenge his family's grievances? Who will find out the truth and return justice to his parents? Who is going to catch Fernando Infonçon's treacherous dog and make him pay?
 He must not die!
 Giuliano gave up the struggle. The assassin let out a "huh", let go of the young man's wrist, supported his chin, and let him face himself.
 "You mean, my body can be used to pay off the debt?" Giuliano asked in the calmest voice he could muster, fighting the urge to sob.
 "Well, more or less." The assassin was noncommittal.
 The young man's eyes suddenly opened!
 The assassin was taken aback. The pitiful emerald eyes just now were ignited with an invisible fire! Through the crystal iris, the flames almost gushed out, leaving a scorching mark on his heart!
 "Then I don't mind being beaten by you a few more times." Giuliano said, "as long as you help me kill more people, help me kill Fernando, kill the city guard, and kill the murderer of my parents."
 The assassin's movements stopped suddenly. Giuliano waited in silence for a while, but still didn't notice any further moves from the assassin.
 A muffled laugh came from under the mask.
 "Interesting." The assassin's voice was full of interest.
 The weight on his body suddenly lightened. Giuliano watched the assassin jump off the bed in confusion, grabbed the scarlet cloak, and threw it on him. The red-haired young man hastily covered his naked lower body with a cloak.
 "I'll go out for a while," said the assassin.
 "you…"
 "Don't worry, I won't betray you."
 "I…"
 "If you stay here, no one will come to catch you for a while-probably not." He added, "If there is, it can only mean that you are destined to be like this. Think you are unlucky."
 The assassin held his mask up, as if to confirm whether it would fall off. Then push the door out. After the seemingly weak door closed again, Giuliano's hanging heart finally fell.
 He is alone again.
 He wrapped his body in a cloak and huddled in a corner of the bed. His wound hurt like hell, and the assassin's low-quality alcohol seeped into the wound, like an evil devil stabbing his claws into his body, ready to kill him. However, drowsiness gradually came up. He is so tired. If possible, he wanted to just sleep like this, and when he opened his eyes again, he was still lying on the comfortable and luxurious big bed in his own home. Everything is a dream. He hoped that time could go back to the afternoon when Fernando's carriage had just arrived in Vanessa. Fernando is still the old and mature cousin who is kind to him. His parents entertained him for dinner, and then went to the study to discuss the family business. Giuliano's father, Vito Sacon, was the deputy clerk of the Governor's Mansion, and his mother, Olia, came from a family of merchants. She was shrewd and capable, and she took care of all the business of the Sacon family. Despite his youth, Fernando Infonçon was already the head of the family. The three of them must be planning the future of the family, and they discussed it so late that Giuliano couldn't have a good reunion with his dear cousin. But it doesn't matter, the next day, Fernando pestered him to visit Vanessa City. Giuliano showed him the newly completed temple and the city-state's proud new docks. After a whole day of fun, they came home and enjoyed the chef's special chilled pomegranate wine, feeling that they had never been so comfortable in their lives.
 It would be great if everything could stop at that time.
 "Juliano! Wake up! Giuliano!"
 Young redhead woke up from sleep. The bedroom door was knocked open with a bang. By moonlight, Giuliano saw his mother striding into the house, clad in a silk nightgown, holding a crossbow.
 "What, what's wrong?"
 "Something's wrong! Get up!" The mother pinched Giuliano's shoulders and picked him up like the disobedient boy when he was a child. "Go!"
 Giuliano wailed: "Mom! What's wrong with you? It's so late, what's the matter?" He stared at the crossbow in his mother's hand, "Is there a robber?"
 "No time to explain! Go!"
 She grabbed Giuliano's arm and dragged him out of the bedroom. The young man never imagined that his elegant mother had such strong fingers that it hurt him a lot. There is a corridor connected to the outside of the bedroom, looking out from the railing, you can just see the gate and courtyard of Sacon’s house.
 Giuliano gasped.
 There was fire everywhere. The courtyard was full of people, and the boiling voices hit Giuliano head-on like a tidal wave. The light of the fire comes from the torches in the hands of the people. The bright flames reddened the night sky, eclipsing even the stars. The fire illuminated the city guard uniforms on those people. There are also some people, wearing vests painted with the family crest of the Sacon family, indicating that they are servants of the Sacon family. But most of them fell to the ground, their lifeless bodies being trampled by the city guards.
 There are two people standing opposite each other in the courtyard. One was wearing a bright blue uniform, and the other—Giuliano recognized as his father, Vito. Vito said something excitedly to Blue Uniform, but unfortunately it was too far away and too noisy, and Giuliano couldn't hear anything clearly. Then, an arrow shot out from there, hitting Vito in the chest.
 "Father!" Giuliano screamed.
 Before he had time to mourn for his father, he was dragged by his mother to quickly leave the corridor and enter the backyard through the narrow passage dedicated to the servants. There was also a fire outside the back door of the mansion, and it seemed that they had already been surrounded.
 "What the hell, mother! They...they shot father!" Giuliano yelled in horror.
 "Hush!" Olia signaled him to silence, "They will hear!"
 "But…"
 "I know, child, I saw it too." Olia looked distressed, "It's too late! We shouldn't have allowed Fernando here! He betrayed our family!"
 "Cousin Fernando...?"
 "Don't worry about it! Go away! At least... At least I will let you escape!"
 There is an old dry well in the backyard, which has long been out of water. Aurea motions Giuliano to go down into the well. Only then did the young man realize that a ladder had been erected in the well.
 "Under this well is a secret escape route leading to the Delan River. You go down first, and I will follow you!"
 Unexpectedly, there is such a world in the dry well in my backyard. While admiring his parents' ingenuity, Giuliano cautiously went down the well. When he got down to the bottom of the well, he raised his neck and shouted, "Mother! Come down quickly, too!"
 He heard no answer save the echo that echoed in the dark passage.
 "Mother?"
 At this time, he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from above.
 "Seize the traitor Vito Sacon's family!" A familiar voice floated into the well, and Giuliano remembered the owner of the voice—a guard beside Cousin Fernando. Could it be that what mother said was true? Cousin Fernando betrayed their family? But what about "traitors"? Giuliano believed in his father, he was upright and would never treason!
 "City Guard! Surround them!"
 "Ah! This woman has a weapon! Ugh!"
 "Women can't let go! There is no need to show mercy to traitors! Kill her!"
 Giuliano couldn't take it anymore. Although he is young, he is a man! How can I let my mother fight desperately and run away with my tail between my legs? Even if he died, he would die for his family with dignity!
 He grabbed the ladder and was about to climb up to the ground. Suddenly, there was a loud bang above his head, and stones and soil particles fell like a torrential rain. Giuliano jumped back nimbly, and a boulder fell in his place. It turned out that Olia planted explosives at the mouth of the well. As long as the wellhead was blown up, the pursuers would not be able to catch up.
 "Mother!" Giuliano's face was full of dust, and he beat the stone in front of him in despair. However, the stone was cold and there was no response. Tears overflowed uncontrollably. His life changed drastically in just a few minutes. Never in seventeen years had Giuliano felt so alone and helpless.
 Someone stroked his cheek.
 Giuliano jumped out of bed. The wound throbbed for a while, and he "hissed" and fell back on the bed. The bed board under him creaked, as if it would collapse at any moment. The musty, **** and dusty smell brought Giuliano back to his senses. He dreamed, dreamed of the desperate moment of escape from the mansion. The pillows were soggy. The same goes for the face.
 It was daylight. The faint morning light spilled into the room through the gaps in the wooden boards. The assassin had returned at some point. He changed his mask again, and now he was wearing a black smiley mask painted with gold rims, and the clothes on his body also changed. For a split second, Giuliano wondered if the masked figure was the same assassin from last night. After all, he had never seen the real face of the assassin. But the assassin dispelled his doubts as soon as he opened his mouth. The sound is still the same.
 "You are crying," said the assassin. This is a statement without emotion.
 Giuliano hurriedly wiped the water from under his eyes. He doesn't want his vulnerable side to be seen by strangers. Although the stranger had already seen him in the most embarrassing state.
 "None of your business," he muttered.
 "Huh?" The assassin laughed mockingly, his mouth now nearly as big as the mouth of the smiley mask, "Don't forget you still owe me money. Everything about you is none of my business."
 Thinking of his rude behavior last night, Giuliano was angry and frightened, and couldn't help but tighten the cloak on his body again.
 "What do you want to do?"
 "I'm curious, why did the city guard chase you down? Why did your father become a 'traitor'? So I went to find out."
 Giuliano hurriedly interrupted him: "My father is not a traitor! He was framed! How could he do such a thing? Anyone who lives in the city must have heard his name and know that he has always been upright... "
 "I know who he is." The assassin said flatly, "I also know who you are."
 He tosses a roll of papers to Giuliano.
 "See for yourself."
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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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 All the people in the Tarot Empire know that the third young master of Le family is the most domineering, arrogant and beautiful Omega in the Empire. I don’t know how many alphas want him, but they dare not marry him. Now, under the order of the Imperial Marriage Center, this overlord flower will marry General Xu Yao, who is known as the ruthless Hell’s King of the Empire.
 Tsk! It’s going to be fun!
 So after X days of marriage…
 Xu Yao: Butler, my wife hasn’t bullied you these days?
 Butler: No, Madam is very kind, but he seems to think that you are a bit rude, he asked me to give you this paper.
 It’s written:
 ~ Little Red Flower Agreement ~
 Don’t swear a day, reward one little red flower.
 Keep reading every night, reward two little red flowers.
 Do good deeds, reward three little red flowers.
 Get three hundred little red flowers, you can pa pa pa!
 Xu Yao: Pei!!! You think Lao Zi is a dog in heat and wants to do it with you?!
 After a month…
 Xu Yao: Hurry! I still need three more, whose family is bankrupt this time? I’ll send a charity money, hurry! ! !
 Cheerful, kind and virtuous wife vs Black belly and pampering husband, 1vs1, HE
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 Heroes and Junjun continue to explore the rivers and lakes to solve puzzles and talk about the journey of love
 Attribute classification: ancient / court rivers and lakes / loyal dog attack / drama
 Keywords: Chu Feiyang, Jun Shuying, Yangshu Phantom III
 Content tags: The grievances of the rivers and lakes, the three religions, the nine streams, the special liking
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Chu Feiyang, Jun Shuying ┃ Others: The third part of the Phantom of Yangshu
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 In the last life, Lin Yu Tong chose to fly with Shen Jun for his own happiness, whereby he ended up creating an irreparable regret for a lifetime. However, such a contribution has not been able to exchange the happiness of a lifetime. Shen was derailed and Lin Yu Tong had an accident.
 Reborn, he thought he could change a road and choose marriage. Even if there is no love, at least his family is still there.
 But he did not expect that the man who has always been like a friend to suddenly said: Who said that we can’t have love?
 Yeah, who said they can’t have love?
 That being the case, don’t mention it …
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 Mo Yi was pulled into a survival game. He need to survive in each world till the time given by the game ends.
 Before meeting Mo Yi –
 Participant No. 1: fell into a trap and died.
 Participant No. 2: solve the mystery and died.
 Many players touching the taboos and died
 After encountering Mo Yi-
 Silly participant n + 1: “Big God! Big God! Save my life!”
 Mo Yi: “…” He calmly solves the problem.
 After traveling through the horror game, Mo Yi encountered two problems. First, everyone is stronger than him and second, he got a strange teammate.
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 Within the Immortal Realm, there were nine thousand major realms, with three thousand at the top, three thousand in the middle, and three thousand at the bottom, along with countless minor realms. 
 In Xu Ziqing’s previous life, he was sickly. In this life, he originally thought about passing his days freely amongst the scenery in between the mountains and rivers, but unexpectedly, the year he turned thirteen years old, in just a single morning, his life became a fantasy. 
 If your body had Spiritual Roots, then you had to set foot on the path to immortality. If you were unwilling to do so, you would become a rock under someone else’s foot. Thus, he could only push forward against the currents trying to push him backward, repeatedly overcoming the obstacles in his way. 
 Under the Tianzun, all were insects. Xu Ziqing’s life was like dust, but he wanted to hold fast to his sense of self, following his heart to pursue his Path, turning his body into one like a kunpeng’s, quickly advancing, and traveling everywhere underneath the nine skies! 
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 Yan Ting: Life is no fun. What is the difference between life and death?
 Li Zhao: Life is very happy.
 The world in Yan Ting’s heart was very grey until he met Li Zhao. He thought this must be the liveliest person in the world. Otherwise, how could Li Zhao be so lively in his heart every day?
 Very happy x Unhappy.
 Warm text with entertainment circle elements.
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 Lin Yi failed the college entrance exams and chose a diploma mill university.
 And as deserving of a diploma mill university, the first line of the admission letter read:
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 Wen Tian, on the way to send off his sister, was kidnapped by some people.
 The multitude of bandits, happy and delighted: Boss, Boss, we have kidnapped a pleasant-looking wife for you.
 Wen Tian: QAQ
 The Bandit Head: Come, my wife, let me look at you, baby.
 SiFang Town has been bustling with liveliness recently. The town’s best-looking Young Master Wen, has been missing for half the month and then suddenly returned with a man.
 The wild man, called Chu XiangTian, is the head of the bandits in the Western Mountain. Rumors said that it is a devil who kills people without blinking.
 Everyone sighs incessantly, Young Master Wen is truly pitiful…
 Young Master Wen, who the people said were pitiful, with widely round eyes stared fiercely, “You sleep in the study room at night!!”
 The tall and burly man immediately had a black face.
 Wen Tian with sunken lips, said “You are being fierce….. QAQ”
 Chu XiangTian soften, itching to hold that person in his arms.
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 The man started kissing his way down his lover’s neck.
 Xiao Shou: Don’t go below the neck! It will get locked!
 The man stopped one inch below the neck.
 Xiao Gong felt a little relieved. It seemed that one inch below the neck was allowed.
 But Xiao Gong’s lips were stopped and went back to the original place.
 No, it got locked.
 Because of the rule that prohibited “any love scene that goes below the neck,” Ye Ming’s story was locked. Just when he was feeling quite depressed about it, his own manuscript that he was still writing suddenly rose up against him.
 What the? The second male lead complained that the “action” was too slow and refused to play his role anymore? In a rage, Ye Ming decided to transmigrate into his own novel when he was given the choice.
 He transmigrated into the home of the villain BOSS’s main henchman before the henchman turned evil. Ah, this henchman was so handsome! Feeling guilty at writing such a miserable story for this person who lacked warmth from his childhood, Ye Ming wanted to shower him with fatherly love.
 The problem was, this cultivation novel that he had written suddenly turned into a BL novel, but the rule that prohibited “any love scene that goes below the neck” was still in force!
 Note: In China, internet censorship is quite strict. Thus authors of the web novel websites in China cannot write any detailed smut scenes. If they do, their work gets locked.
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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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 An intelligence error caused the Third Fleet to face an ambush. In order to divert his enemies, the imperial admiral drove the starship alone into the meteorite band, and his spiritual power fell into a coma under heavy blows. 
 With the help of mystical powers, he began to experience reincarnation again and again to repair his spiritual power. 
 Therefore, after “death”, when he opened his eyes again, he became a blind and frail young master who’s parents both died and was about to be stripped of all his property by his uncle and aunt.
 He Yan: ….first get rid of this group of bad relatives then talk (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
 Wait… This patriach, you’re clearly not part of the plot?
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 Rotten! Rotten! Rotten! 
 Yin Li was fired by the company and dumped by her boyfriend. When she woke up, she found that she had traveled to the orc world. He thought that with the brains of modern urbanites, he could make a fortune, but he found that courtship alone was enough to stumped him. 
 The blond lion orc likes bamboo horses, and the black-haired and yellow-skinned black bear orc has long been engaged… Looking left and right, only the hyena orc who looks exactly like his ex-boyfriend sends a “signal” of love to him. 
 However, it is rare to come to another world, but also to eat grass? Yin Li said: “Ugly refused!”
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