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 Yan Xun flew into a rage, gave Feng Mian a kick while on his horse, and shouted, "Idiot! I dare you to say that again!"
 Feng Mian yelped twice in pain. He immediately turned around and ran towards the Zhuge residence. He did not dare to repeat those words again.
 Yan Xun huffed in anger. He saw all his subordinates staring at him and hollered, "I do what I want!"
 Everyone hurriedly looked away in their own direction and did not dare to look Yan Xun in the eye again. Each of them thought the same thing and sighed to themselves. After all, the prince was only thirteen years old. It was no big deal if he occasionally threw a childish tantrum.
 By the time Chu Qiao reached the Zhuge residence, it was already late at night. Upon seeing Chu Qiao, the gatekeeper was slightly taken aback, as he recognized that this was the favored maid of Qing Shan court's young master. Hence, he did not make things difficult and even gave her a lantern to light the way.
 The Zhuge residence gave off an icy cold aura at night, and without the noise and liveliness of the daytime, the silence made the place feel like a pitch-black prison cage. Occasionally there were a few cries of some jackdaws, which were then promptly shot down by archers who had great precision. Any forms of noise was not tolerated while the masters were sound asleep; even animals could not be excused.
 As Chu Qiao passed by the high walls of Lan Shan court, she heard a burst of suppressed cries. It was as if a female servant was hiding on the opposite side of the wall and crying, having erred and taken a beating.
 Chu Qiao's footsteps gradually came to a halt. The gigantic moon in the sky, pale and round, reflected her small shadow onto the red wall. Her shadow seemed thinner and longer, which reminded her of past times when she had a taller figure. She suddenly felt a tinge of sadness. Perhaps, she would snap out of her trance and realize that it was just a dream. If it was a dream, all of these things would not have happened. Those lifeless corpses, the fresh blood that flowed, and those tears of despair…
 The cries of the child on the opposite side of the wall persisted. As she was too short, she could not scale the wall. How could she give warmth to others if she herself was cold? Just like those corpses that were buried underneath the snowy plains. Her despair did not help the situation.
 Unexpectedly, she opened the front door of Qing Shan court. Chu Qiao was surprised. She had originally planned to spend the night in the firewood room; the fact that the courtyard's gate was not locked stunned her. Zhuge Yue knew how to take care of his own health. When he was not attending lessons in the General Academy Hall, he would stay in the garden either busy with his flowers or enjoy some tea and burn some incense. He also highly valued sleep, unlike the other young masters, who were only preoccupied with lust, often throughout the night.
 As she carefully stepped into the courtyard, the glow of a lantern started advancing towards her. Huan Er hurriedly grabbed Chu Qiao's hand and whispered, "Finally! Where did you run off to just now? I've been waiting for you the entire night."
 Chu Qiao apologetically stuck out her tongue and replied, "My horse was scared away. I just came back. Where's the young master? How come the gate isn't locked?"
 "You're lucky." Huan Er curled his lips and remarked with a smile, "Young master is in his study reading. He has been there all night and he has not told me to lock up. He hasn't slept either, so I've been able to wait for you here."
 Chu Qiao nodded, walking towards Zhuge Yue's room. Huan Er hurriedly stopped her and said, "The young master was not in a good mood when he came back. I do not know who ruffled his feathers. It's late, let's discuss things tomorrow. Anyway, the young masters did not ask you to go to Xuan hall. You go and take a rest, I'll inform the young yaster on your behalf."
 Chu Qiao nodded and replied, "That works too." She turned and walked back towards her own room. Huan Er dashed into the Xuan hall, spoke a few sentences and exited.
 Chu Qiao was one of the maidservants in Xuan hall with a higher status. Her room was located close to the main yard. As she walked to the door, the light in the room behind her went out before she could manage to open it. She was enveloped by the darkness.
 Chu Qiao was a little dazed. She turned back slightly, looking in the direction of Zhuge Yue's room. As the last light was extinguished, the entire Zhuge residence fell into a deep sleep. Chu Qiao stood in the corridor for a long time. As the wind blew, she twitched her nose lightly. It was as if she could smell the scent of blood beneath the ground.
 Zhuge Yue seemingly had a nightmare just after closing his eyes. When he woke up, the third sound of the drum had just been struck. The sounds of the watchman dragged on, carrying a soft tail sound, and drifting far away in the silent night.
 In that instant, he thought that he was still dreaming. In the dream, there was a warm spring breeze and beautiful peach blossoms. The touch of his mother's hand felt as gentle as the warm spring water, elegantly brushing across his hair, combing a neat bun for him. However, instantly, the cold air permeated his senses, rudely awakening him. He sat up, his white pajamas drenched with sweat. The windows were not fully closed and the icy, cold wind blew onto him through the window slit. The teapot by his bedside was already cold. A few pieces of osmanthus cake sat in a small blue and white porcelain dish. It's refreshing aroma was still delectable, despite the distance. He did not feel like sleeping anymore. He put on his coat, took his long flute, opened the door and walked out.
 The maidservants outside were sound asleep, not awakened at all by his movement. He continued to walk and pushed the room door open, seeing the snowy white moonlight in the courtyard. It passed through the trees and shone on the ground, forming streaky, barbed reflections. It was as if it snowed out of nowhere. The warm radiance spread around the courtyard. The midnight wind was slightly chilly and brushed against his sleeves. The fluttering sounds mimicked that of a butterfly's wings. Heading east of the courtyard, he was welcomed by a big plum plantation. Its red and white colors intertwined and gave off a fragrant aroma, spread about by the wind.
 This mansion was probably only silent at this hour. Without the other noises, it was as if he was the only person left in this world. He spotted a pavilion located higher up and wandered along the mottled stone path leading up to it. Frost had just descended upon the night, causing the path to be slightly slippery. He bent down and walked slowly, seemingly minding his way, but not paying attention at the same time.
 "Fourth young master?" a crisp sound echoed in the distance. He raised his head and saw a little girl sitting on a tree next to the pavilion. She was wearing jade-green clothes, her neck adorned by a ring of snow-white camel fur. Her black eyes were big and round and were staring at him. A pair of small green boots were swinging around in mid-air, just like two dancing grass crickets.
 He slowly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you here?"
 "I couldn't sleep." Chu Qiao was astonished to see him here at this hour as well. She remarked honestly, "Fourth young master, you couldn't sleep either?"
 Zhuge Yue remained silent and slowly walked up towards the pavilion.
 The Zhuge residence was originally constructed on a hillside. The sights here were marvellous and offered a view of almost the entire city of Zhen Huang. The hazy moonlight was just like a thin white veil, shrouding every corner of the city, and suppressing the hostility of the harsh northern winds which had chipped away at the city for a few hundred years. The moonlight made even the thick city walls, which had been stained with the blood of numerous people, appear gentler.
 Chu Qiao looked at his back view, suddenly feeling a sense of disorientation. The peace after the bloodshed made her feel tired. She leaned on a branch, staring at that quiet youngster. She watched the wind tug at his bright-colored sleeves, just like two big butterflies flying about with the flow of the wind.
 "Fourth young master, I lost the little red horse."
 Zhuge Yue did not respond, as if he did not hear her words in the first place. The long flute was still in his hands, but he did not play it. He stood still silently for a while, before turning and walking down the hill.
 Chu Qiao, seeing that he was leaving, climbed down the tree to follow him. However, she lost her footing and slipped. In desperation and confusion, she grabbed hold of the tree branch, only for it to slice a big hole in her clothes. The back of her arm was also cut and fresh blood oozed out of the wound.
 Zhuge Yue stopped in his tracks and raised his head, only to see what seemed like a monkey—no, a child—hanging from a tree branch. He paused to think and reached out his arms.
 Chu Qiao was caught off guard and questioned suspiciously, "Fourth young master, what are you trying to do?"
 Zhuge Yue replied, "Jump down."
 "Ah?" She thought for a long while, before realizing his intention. Chu Qiao quickly said, "It's okay, Xing Er can make her way down by herself."
 Zhuge Yue frowned slightly, appearing rather impatient, and declared stubbornly, "Jump down."
 Chu Qiao could not insist further and she could only release her grip. In an instant, she dropped into Zhuge Yue's arms. She was still short, only reaching his shoulders in height. In his arms, she felt like a small cat.
 "Let's go." Zhuge Yue placed her on the floor and walked in front of her, Chu Qiao promptly followed. They were surrounded by plum trees and the floor was strewn with petals. They trod on the soft white snow, leaving behind two rows of shallow footprints.
 By the time they got back to Qing Shan court, all the servants there were awake and frantically searching for the pair. Zhuge Yue did not elaborate and went straight back to his room. Huan Er dashed over to Chu Qiao's room and started to question her.
 As they spoke, a maidservant reported that Young Master had caught a cold and that someone was on their way to get a doctor. All of Qing Shan court started to become busy. Huan Er brought a few maids and servants in and out to prepare warm water and change towels, until the doctor arrived to take the Young Master's pulse and prescribe some herbal medicine. Only then was everyone able to catch their breath.
 Chu Qiao, having had some supper, was preparing to sleep, when she suddenly heard a knock on her door. She opened the door to see Huan Er standing outside, along with an elder who looked over fifty. Huan Er uttered, "Xing Er, the young master said that you were cut. Since the doctor is here already, let him take a look at your injury."
 Chu Qiao paused for a second, and then made her way for the doctor to attend her wound. After the doctor was finished, Huan Er stated, "Also, the young master said that he would sleep in tomorrow, so we need not wake up too early to work."
 Chu Qiao nodded in agreement, and Huan Er left the room joyfully.
 The hazy moonlight shone on this silent courtyard, it was as if a layer of white frost had been glazed over it.
 The next day, first thing in the morning, Chu Qiao went to see Zhuge Yue. However, the young but mature young master was not in his room. Chu Qiao, aware that she lost the red horse, knew that she had to provide explanation to him. As she was about to go outside to ask for his whereabouts, she saw Zhuge Yue stroll into the courtyard, wearing a set of dark golden armor and holding a long sword. He was flanked by a group of servants and adopted a decisive and agile posture. Chu Qiao had not seen him like this before. Zhu Cheng, back bent, had a cloak draped over his arms. He followed closely behind.
 Huan Er along with other maidservants hurriedly ran up. They served tea and water to Zhuge Yue, started burning the incense, wiped his hands clean, and started preparing for his bath.
 Chu Qiao stood by the side of the main entrance and waited for Zhuge Yue to take his seat. And then she stepped up and confessed, "Fourth young master, I lost the little red horse."
 "Um." Zhuge Yue acknowledged her lightly, drinking a mouthful of the tea that he received from Huan Er. Then, he ordered his other servants, "Go and fetch two pots of the cymbidium that was delivered yesterday and take away this incense burner. It irks my sense of smell."
 The servants quickly obliged and set about to run their errands. Chu Qiao stood in her original spot. Seeing that Zhuge Yue had no intention of punishing her or continuing with this topic, she smartly stopped talking. Just as she prepared to sneak out, Zhuge Yue put down his teacup, pointed at her and said, "Xing Er, hold on."
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 Chu Qiao was known as Agent 005 within the Secret Service’s 11th Division in her former life. She was locked up in the Secret Service’s prison as she was framed. After she successfully broke out from prison, she sacrificed her life bravely to preserve the Secret Service by defusing a bomb meant to wipe them out.
 After her demise, she was magically transported back in time to the Xia Dynasty to start a new life, where she assumed the identity of an 8-year-old female servant. In order to help Yan Xun, the Prince of Yan Bei, escape, she lived in the imperial palace for eight years along with him. In the process, they helped each other to become stronger such that they could rebel against the Xia Empire and return to the territory of Yan Bei.
 The first half of the novel depicts vividly how the two characters go through thick and thin, hand in hand – Chu Qiao helping Yan Xun to achieve his dreams and Yan Xun’s love towards Chu Qiao. However, the two of them start to drift apart due to their conflicting personalities – Chu Qiao having a kind hearted nature and Yan Xun having the airs of a prince: arrogant and boisterous.
 Chu Qiao eventually leaves Yan Xun and ends up together with Zhuge Yue, who had always fancied her all along. The two of them eventually become recognised as the famous Queen of Beauty and the King of the Green Sea, establishing a prosperous, long-standing and stable dynasty. The old monarchy system was undoubtedly and easily scrapped; the new Xia Empire, helmed by the two of them, rose from the verge of its downfall like a phoenix from the ashes!
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 The banshee boss of the Doom Tavern really is a kind and understanding person. After pouring a glass of ‘midnight’, Downton began to complain, why do I, the Templar, take a group of dark camp men?
 “Occasionally posing as a death knight, maybe you can still see the Queen of the Forgotten!” The female boss comforted a few words, and then scolded several banshee maids who kept rubbing down on Downton.
 “No one wants to deal with the undead all day, and take them out to see even a chick.” Downton complained.
 “The Ghoul Legion doesn’t care about anything except raw meat. Every day the gentleman’s training class must be absent. The Hate Legion has recently become fascinated by bandages, thinking that the slightly yellowish linen is super fashionable. The Witch Maid Legion has begun to openly request a paid holiday!
 From the five mysterious legendary wandering merchants of the mainland, I bought the ancient book of all-round knowledge and omnipotence, and the civilian boy Downton embarked on his road to conquest!
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 The way of heaven is to reduce the surplus and make up for the deficiency; the way of man is to reduce the deficiency and add the surplus! If you lack spiritual roots, you can make up for it with formations! If you are not good at fighting, you can make up for it with talismans! 
 Use your spiritual consciousness to prove the way, and understand the formation to fly to immortality. With one thought, the world changes, seek the way and ask for immortality, watch the little people climb up to the top of this road step by step, and the immortal way will be evergreen! 
 [Mortal flow, slow heat, micro-group portrait, not a cool article! No system, decisive killing, the protagonist is not a good person, it will not be smooth sailing, don’t enter if you can’t bear to see the protagonist suffer! Don’t enter if you don’t like it! 】【Formation + Talisman】【Practicing Qi, Building Foundation, Golden Pill, Yuanying, Transformation...】【The protagonist is not the reincarnation of a great man! ! ! 】 (Step by step, slowly, if you are used to fast food articles, you might as well stop and change your taste!)
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 The world is like a chessboard and all living beings are the pieces on it!
 “I do not want to be treated as a chess piece by the players!”
 Defeat in this chess is tantamount to the destruction of my body and I’ll thoroughly disappear! Victory in this chess and I’ll have a very long life!
 With the help of an ancient Weiqi piece, Gu Hai arrived at the Divine Province Mainland!
 Heavenly Dao is eternal, however life is limited, making heaven and earth pieces of a chessboard, then in the end transformed into a loess, vanishing like faded smoke and scattered clouds. Nevertheless people still jump out of the chessboard, and these people are already prepared for their death while playing chess against the heavens, and perhaps win eternal life for themselves?
 “I’ve come, and I want to live through 10,000 lives without any boundaries!”
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 He was originally a mecha master, but was reborn due to an accident. 
 After rebirth, it was like coming to a parallel world, 
 Many records that had never been recorded suddenly appeared in front of us. 
 Mecha, martial arts, mysterious power, 
 The weird three-eyed tribe and the terrifying giant insect tribe, 
 Besides history, there is another period of history, 
 A little person, walking forward in the stormy waves, rolling in the rough waves, 
 Looking for the real history beyond the annals of history.
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 Chen Xi was a jinx who radiated misfortune the way a torch radiated light, and everyone around him knew it. His entire clan was annihilated when he was young, and not too long after that his parents disappeared. His marriage contract? Poof. Torn to shreds and gone up in smoke before the eyes of everyone in the city, almost humiliating his grandfather to the point of suicide! Cultivation? No time for that, he had a family to take care of!
 This is the story of Chen Xi, a youth forced to stop cultivating and instead craft talismans to pay for his younger brother’s tuition… and who, in the process, would rise to become known by all as the Talisman Emperor!
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 Ordinary salaryman Qin Yu had a proud and talented younger sister who was the rising star of the police detectives. He often felt inferior to his younger sister with her achievements. Gradually, he began to accept his fate…
 One day, he acquired the Godfather System, allowing him to obtain the templates of top villains one after another! Using the templates, he found suitable disciples and trained them.
 As such, terrifying giant-level figures popped up continuously in the underground world!
 [Wanted dead or alive. S rank terrorist: Joker. Reward: 10 billion]
 [Wanted dead or alive. A rank terrorist: Fake Psychologist. Reward: 500 million]
 [Wanted dead or alive. A rank terrorist: Martial Arts Maniac. Reward: 500 million]
 [Wanted dead or alive. A rank terrorist: Crazy Scientist. Reward: 500 million]
 Before he realized it, Qin Yu had his identity as the godfather of villains exposed by his younger sister! The entire world was shocked!
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 Ji Yan crossed over into a Mary Sue book and became the male lead’s vicious younger sister. She was a weak waste that didn’t even have a spiritual root.
 While other people practiced fasting, she had to eat three meals a day. While other people engaged in battles, she was gasping for breath when she climbed up the stairs. While other people leaped onto roofs and vault over walls, just flipping over a wall will cost her life.
 The Justice Sect: She colluded with the devil clan and planned to hold us back!
 In order to deal with the devil, the Justice Sect offered the waste to the Devil Clan leader, Yin Xuezhuo.
 After some time passed, the Justice Sect and the Devil Clan were surprised to find that no matter where the Devil Clan leader went, there was always a small young girl hanging on his body. The Devil Clan leader was carefully feeding her while he carried her. However, he was still disgusted by her.
 Ji Yan: “Yin Xuezhuo, I’m hungry.”
 Ji Yan: “Yin Xuezhuo, I’m sleepy. I have to sleep for four hours a day.”
 Ji Yan: “Yin Xuezhuo, I think I caught a cold because I was blown by the cold wind last night.”
 Ji Yan: “Yin Xuezhuo…”
 Yin Xuezhuo: “Shut up!”
 【Devil Clan Leader】
 As the King of the Devil Realm, Yin Xuezhuo was temperamental and crazy. He was fond of killing people. People would be terror-stricken whenever they heard his name.
 But he never imagined that he would be controlled by a mysterious force that forced him to always be within ten steps distance of a young mortal girl.
 All her pain, injuries, and sickness would be shared with him.
 If she died, he would die.
 The devil was furious. He was very irritable every day.
 Ji Yan felt that this mysterious force might be called “the system”.
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 The legend of the continent, the battle that brought fame; the Sacred Phoenix Lady, the Windfire Meteor Godrealm saber-art; the pair that ascend and fuse, the golden sun and the blue moon, the fury of the crashing thunder. There is no magic, no battle qi, nor any martial arts in this land. However, there are martial spirits. Ten thousand years have passed since the founding of the Tang Sect on the Douluo continent, and it has declined. A new, proud generation of heaven’s chosen has been born. Can the new generation of Shrek’s Seven Devils rally the Tang Sect and once more compose the song of the Unrivaled Tang Sect?
 A million-year-old spirit beast, a sacred deathgod that holds the sun, the moon, and the stars in his hands, and a brand new spirit tool system which caused the fall of the Tang sect. One miracle shall occur after another.
 Can the Tang Sect’s hidden weapons rally the winds, and can the glory of the Tang Sect ascend once more? All of this will be continued in the second installment of Douluo Dalu—The Unrivaled Tang Sect!
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 Once poisoned, she became her!
 Open up your voice, recruit talented people, and make the country rich and the people strong.
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 Feng Wu: “Please marry me!”
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 A hilarious story about an overpowered airhead in a world reminiscent of Coiling Dragon. This particular tale has an interesting mash of tropes.
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 Initially, he just hoped to earn wealth to better the lives of his family. 
 When he became wealthy, he just hoped for power so that when the time came to protect his family, he wasn’t powerless to do so. 
 When he obtained power, he just hoped to evolve his life to obtain immortality! 
 Escaping death despite being struck by lightning; and obtaining the Insight System after the incident. 
 This was no dream. 
 Traversing thousands of worlds under the heavens, learning secret techniques of the powerful, and finally standing at the pinnacle! Searching for the secrets behind the evolution of the natural order all to obtain eternal life!
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 “I am Bi Fang, a professional explorer. I will show you how to survive in some of the most dangerous places on earth. There, you can’t even hold on for a day without professional skills. Now, my There are ten crocodile chasing behind them. They are generally more than four meters in size. The situation is very critical, because I was thinking about which one to choose for dinner…” 
 Click. 
 Bi Fang threw the remote control aside, frowning. 
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