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 "Where does your family live? Who else is there? Why live in a temple?" The teenager poured himself a cup of tea and found that the water was cold. He took a sip and put it down.
 Youyi quickly cleaned himself, opened the cage and rummaged, Bai Nennen's little buttock was facing the teenager. The young man wanted to laugh a little, stepped forward, and pulled out a thick cotton quilt from the box and wrapped it around him.
 "Thank you. You can sit down, I can take care of myself, it's no problem to take care of you." You patted the small breasts, and then wiped the body and hair with a cloth towel.
 His body was dry and he was exhaled. He dragged a small box from the bottom of the bed and asked, "Are you hungry? I invite you to eat?" Only then was he frightened. He desperately needed something to squeeze.
 "I just had a meal half an hour ago." The boy waved and shoved.
 There was a chuckle in her heart, and her eyes turned, and the young man laughed endlessly. Like all eschatologists, not only do they have the habit of hoarding food, they also share it extremely. If anyone wants to take food from his mouth, it is tantamount to killing him. He asked just now, but he is kind.
 Seeing Xiaodou Ding digging in and out of the placket, he finally pulled out a key and hung it tightly around his neck with a red rope. The boy thought what treasure was hidden in the box. Good dry food, steamed bread, cakes, etc., suddenly shook his head and smiled.
 "Be careful," he reminded kindly.
 "It's cold now, so I won't hesitate." Youyi took out a greased paper bag, locked the box, pushed it into the bottom of the bed, and hid the key in his closet.
 "I'm going to make a pot of charcoal, you're waiting." Like worrying about the teenager stealing food, he stuffed the oil paper bag into his arms, holding a small charcoal pot, and ran to the front yard to find the monk for fire.
 The boy stood at the door and looked far away, and saw that Doudou secretly handed over a few copper plates to the monk, and then came the first-class charcoal and a few Mars, and then flew back all the way, while running, he wheeled the small charcoal basin, letting Mars The cold wind ignited quickly. When Xiaodou Ding came near, the charcoal fire was very hot, and a blast of hot air rushed towards his face, which melted the cold and frowny eyes of the teenager.
 "Hurry back and sit on the fire, it's cold outside." Youzhu shoved the boy and took the door with him. He took out the oil-paper bag in his arms, opened it, and saw two cold hoees inside.
 "There are hot buns in the stove. You should have a few more now." The teenager pointed in the direction of the stove.
 "I want to eat grilled steamed buns." Youxie set the iron tongs on the charcoal basin, and put the steamed buns again, turning it twice from time to time.
 After half a quarter of an hour, a strong scorching aroma drifted in the air, causing the index finger to move. Some people swallowed saliva frequently, regardless of the hotness of their heads, and immediately picked them up in half, biting their mouths and mouths. Because they ate too fast, they made a gurgling noise in their throats.
 The boy raised his eyebrows and stared at Doudou with interest. He had to admit that the other party took good care of himself, and at the age of five he was able to manage his life in an organized manner and knew how to make himself better. Just one point, he seems to have an unusual attachment to food.
 Seeing that Xiaodou Ding was eating sweetly, and the teenager was depressed, which led to a great loss of appetite, they felt a little hungry. He turned over another **** placed on the iron tongs and asked, "Can I eat a little?"
 There was a sip of food when the cricket ate, and there was a trace of struggle in his eyes. Courting a teenager can save his life, but food is the same as life. The weight of the two is the same. How should I choose? It's not the end of the world. After eating these things, Mother Song will send them over. Thinking of this, you nodded hard.
 How could the young man not see his resentment, seeing that he was eating on his mouth, but his eyes were staring at himself, more precisely, at the **** in his hand, and there was a secret laugh in his heart. How could this little bean be so caring? And he didn't know how to hide his emotions. Interesting, really interesting? It ’s better to stay with me, at least to have fun.
 Taking a bite of Jiaoxiang overflowing steamed bun, the teenager's cold face calmed down completely. He hasn't had a good meal for a long time, and as long as he thinks that he can never go back to Beijing again, he feels depressed and stunned. But now, looking at the **** in his hand as a supremely delicious young child, he actually felt that life is not that bad.
 "Hold it." He took five or two silver coins from his purse.
 Youyi picked it up, asking silly, "What?"
 "Your money for sale."
 "I don't sign a deed of death." Youzhen put the silver on the table, his tone a little nervous. "I sign a living deed every five years, is this okay?"
 "Yes." The teenager didn't care about this. How smart is a five-year-old child? Is it possible to do it? This possibility is remote.
 Although I think so, there is no shortage of investigations to be done. When the boy signed a contract with Youyou, and when he returned to his courtyard, the two guards made a thorough investigation of Youyi's background.
 "The king's dry bitch?" The boy groaned, suddenly shaking his head and sighing. The same sister-in-law was also disgusted by his father, and he did not expect that the young child and himself were sympathetic. Wang Xianggan is the book of the Ministry of War, the backbone of the Tai Department. He spoils his wife and causes his sister-in-law to leave, which can be used slightly.
 "Go and pick him up." The boy shook his hand at the guard, and as soon as his voice fell, there was a rattling snow sound outside the door.
 The guard pushed the door and saw that the three-foot-tall child was holding a huge package and was walking slowly, step by step. The package was huge, and he was too short to look like a package with a pair of legs, and he would walk on his own.
 "Well ..." The two guards didn't hold back and laughed.
 The juvenile fists his lips, lest he be rude. This little Ding Ming Ming is tightly lonely, and will not please people, but every move is full of joy, always inviting people to carelessly.
 "Why not find someone to help you?" He signaled the guard to pick up the package, and the teenager took a few steps forward and pulled Xiaodou Ding into the room.
 The box structures of Kaiyuan Temple are similar, with only slight differences in size and pattern. The juvenile room is already the best, but for a royal family, I am afraid it can only be called "rude." The furnishings in the room were very simple. There were no furniture beside a table, four chairs, a bed, a cabinet and a brazier.
 A brief glance at you knows that although the juvenile is a royal family, he is in a difficult situation right now. He is only a little bit better than himself. He shook off the snowdrops on his shoes, imitated the movements of the two guards, bent at the boy and arched his hands, and he said it authentically, "Master, please tell me something."
 "Hmm ..." The two guards laughed again. Xiaodou Ding is only three feet tall, and he thinks that his mighty majesty can catch up with the eight-foot big man. That simple expression, careful and lofty tone, coupled with a sticky little milky voice, can make people cry. All laughed.
 The teenager found that whenever he met the young child, he would habitually use his fist to reach his lips. He was very skeptical that his innocence and indifference would eventually be abolished by young children. He slowly walked to the desk and stared at the copybook. The feeling of forbearance just dissipated slightly. He commanded, "Will you rub the ink? Help me rub the ink." Because he was exiled, he encountered several assassinations on the road. The long-awaited escape of the followers, only two guards survived. Of course, this is only on the bright side.
 "Yes." Youzhen was quite confident. He wasn't timid, and even more unconstrained. He walked to the desk with a small chest and found that although he was full of skills, he was not tall enough, let alone rubbing his toes, he couldn't see where the platform was placed. He stretched his neck and looked at it. He lifted his toes and twisted it. His ears became reddish, little by little, and he felt that he was about to commit embarrassment and phobia.
 The tentative post by the young man seemed to be unaware, but the coldness in his eyes had long been replaced by a thick smile, and the left fist was placed on his lips habitually. The two guards shook their shoulders constantly, and there was a short, chuckle in their mouths. This is where the cubs came from, which is too funny.
 He was calm and calm, but his ears were already red. He brought a chair and placed it beside the desk, then climbed up with his hands and feet, and finally saw the platform. He cleared his throat and immediately talked, "The ink must be light, fast, and moderate. The posture must be straight, and the ink must be held vertically. You must circle the ball vertically, not obliquely or push directly. You must not arbitrarily grind. Liu Gongquan has the so-called 'brightness', so does the grinding of the ink, and the heart is also the ink. If the ink is not deflected, it is not elegant, and the ink is not uniform ... "
 Some people feel that it is necessary for teenagers to see their erudition and ability, otherwise it will be difficult to wash out the silly impression before. This is not an ordinary person, but his life-saving sign, which must be firmly grasped, preferably to an inseparable degree. The person who can't be separated from the master is definitely his confidant, and this is his goal.
 I felt that the ink was enough. I wiped the ink strips and put them aside to dry. Then I looked at the boy with a small chest. His eyes were brilliant and he was very godly. He seemed to have no expression on his face.
 The teenager glanced at him with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, and then twitched again. Then he pressed his left fist against his lips, and said dumbly, "Well ground." But he was anxious to express himself and eager to get approval More interesting.
 You sighed in a sigh of relief, still standing on the stool, holding her hands, her face as if waiting for orders at any time. In fact, he has been used to this kind of work. In order to stay in the institute, he started working as a handyman when he was 10 years old. Most of those scientists are not physically involved, and the grain is indistinguishable. Except for going to the toilet, eating and sleeping, others have to help, and exercised over time.
 Although adolescents have a distinguished background, they have a gentle temperament and are not demanding. This job is easier than expected. 2k novel reading network
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 Once upon a time, there was a beauty who met nonstop misfortune. This unfortunate man hurried to hug a golden thigh…
 Coming from the end of days, the ‘excluding eating there’s only eating in his brain’ Little Useless Eater transmigrated to a ghost story world where it’s difficult to preserve his life. Good that, not only does his IQ explode the meter, all attribute points are also entirely placed on his face, letting him rely on his otherworldly beauty to find a thick and sturdy big golden thigh. Hugging from world to world, finally, from a pitiful thing being oppressed by demons and monsters on every path, he evolved into a vexatious ghost!
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 The scum Medicine God was banished to a savage other world, forced to undergo reformation!
 The soul of Yan Mo, who had thoroughly offended the heavens, passed through to another world, not waking for long before realizing the cruel circumstances he was in.
 He was hit unconscious by another person and carried back as winter food reserves.
 The tribe that he was at was a super-Spartan type of primitive tribe.
 The people here only cared about two things: Fighting strength! Fighting strength!
 The former fighting strength is used on the battlefield, the latter fighting strength……
 Checking illness? Chinese medical doctor? Drinking bitter dregs? What sort of toy is that? Are you conspiring to murder my tribe’s young warriors? Kill!
 Growing wheat? Raising pigs and chicken? We’re warriors, not slaves! Kill!
 Teaching women how to make clothes and cook? Making soap and perfume for them? ****, unexpectedly seducing the tribe’s women! Kill!
 You say you’re god’s messenger? Come to guide us in the direction of a more beautiful life? Very good, give you one day’s period, go and subdue all of our enemies and turn them all into slaves to bring back. Impossible? Kill!
 Yan Mo, “……”
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 The evil creatures in the three thousand worlds know that killing all human players who had lost themselves and preventing them from clearing a level and go through rebirth is the meaning of their existence.
 The Scythe Knight(Centaur) held a crescent scimitar with blood dripping on the forest floor. The horse hooves trembled and the Knight panted.
 Staring at the girl in black, he said: “You… You can really run!”
 His four hooves can’t outrun a human girl’s two legs! What a disgrace this is to him!
 “Come, continue chasing me. I’ll let you hehehe~”
 Scythe Knight: “Chase what woman! Go to the next clearance point! Get out!”
 “You’ve been chasing me for so long and you know me by now. Why don’t you give me some souvenirs, little horse?”
 Scythe Knight: ??? I think you’re ignorant of the system here.
 System: Congratulations to Player•Shi Yu for snatching the mane of the Scythe Knight. It can be made into winter clothes, gloves, etc.
 The bald Scythe Knight lay on the ground and gloated at the misfortune of the next evil creature as the girl vanished on his spot.
 Lao Tzu cannot let this professional parkour player leave the other Evil creatures alone. Let’s all suffer!
 Next stop Evil Creature: ??? Don’t let her come here!!!
 The three thousand worlds’ ultimate boss has heard the evil creatures crying at each other, saying that their possessions were snatched by the professional parkour player!
 Intrigue by these rumors, the Cthulhu himself turned into a beautiful human male and said, “Let’s see if that little girl dare snatch something from this Lord!”
 However, after lurking to Shiyu’s side, the Cthulhu said: “This human being was so bold that she dares to snatch the heart of this Lord!”
 System: Congratulations to Player•Shi Yu for getting the crazy and paranoid love of the Boss. This thing is non-physical and is extremely lethal. Use it with caution.
 Shi Yu: ???
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 Su Ruan Ruan, who was knocked to death with a box was reborn back to the sixties.
 Not only did her family lack food and clothing, there were also all kinds of strange family members who had transformed to become demons.
 Fortunately, she had a hundred treasures space, so she didn’t lack anything.
 Wearing new clothes, eating fine grains, being able to earn full work points when she worked in the field, and getting first place in school!
 Su Ruan Ruan took her grandmother to make her family rich and run all the way towards the road of prosperity.
 However, she suddenly discovered that a certain town tyrant was always following behind her– 
 secretly giving her meat to eat and giving her pocket money.
 Su Ruan Ruan was puzzled: “You keep sticking to me, what exactly do you want?”
 “To marry you.”
 “….”
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 She is a top-class spy, a poison specialist, but also a young and cute girl with a sinister temperament. In spite of her sweet and innocent appearance, she can complete any tasks without the slightest hesitation. One day because of an incomplete black magic, she was sent into the body of a girl who was deemed as a good-for-nothing. What kind of change will she bring to this continent?
 A Prince said with bitter hatred, “I thought she was weak and easily bullied, therefore I broke off the engagement. I really didn’t expect she is such a shrewd girl. I made an error of judgment.”
 The Crown Prince deeply sighed, “She is such a sexy evildoer! Obviously, she has a frail and tender body, but I am not able to overwhelm her…”
 Finally, an Emperor hit the nail on the head, “She is just a bit two-faced!”
 She answered, “You’re just a big pervert!”
 The Emperor carried her into the room and said, “You are predestined to be mine! A two-faced girl and a pervert are a perfect match, right?!”
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 Chosen after a long period of bloodline selection, seven women with the mixed blood of goddesses were selected to be the Imperial Guards and become direct trusted aides loyal only to the Emperor himself—this was the reason why the Haines Empire was the strongest military power on the continent. 
 Armed with teleportation magic and city-destroying forbidden spells that could be used at will, they were undoubtedly the most terrifying war machines in this land. However, in reality, these demigod Imperial Guards were far less outstanding than the legends… 
 “They don’t have the moral values of humans! They’re just a bunch of degenerates who only care about profits!” A transmigrator from another land, His Highness Rayne would always kick the coffin board agitatedly at the mention of these Imperial Guards. 
 “The System resurrected me a thousand times, of which at least 800 times, I was stabbed in the back by them!” 
 If he killed them, he would have no one of use in the Empire. 
 If they were left alive, he would be stabbed in the back sooner or later. 
 After the thousandth rebirth, Rayne finally figured out an unprecedented path. 
 This time round, he was no longer going to negotiate using benefits—he was going to conquer them with his personal charm!
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 Jun Xiaoyao was transported to a mystical world and became the divine child of a Clan of the Ancients. He came to possess an invincible background, unparalleled talents and even a check-in system, enabling him to acquire an Accomplished Sacred Body of the Ancients at the very beginning of his new life. 
 He acquired the Divine Elephant Overpowering Force, a six-star reward, checking in at the Old Tablet of Taiyue. 
 He acquired the Bones of Supremacy, a seven-star reward, checking in at his Ten Years Old Banquet. 
 He acquired the Cauldron of Maternal Qi of All Beings, an eight-star reward, checking in at the Bronze Mystical Hall. 
 He acquired the Grand Method of Freedom Melding, a ten-star reward, checking in at the Borderless Ocean. 
 He sat on the clouds countless years later, with his sword pointing at the heavens, saying, “I alone shall rule over the heavens and the earth. I shall become the pinnacle at the very end of the mystic path!” 
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 Some people say that everyone is his own legend, but the dragon god said that to the dragon, they are their own epic.
 This is a common golden dragon with a small golden dragon, his own epic.
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 "Screw magic, I want to learn how to do cool flips and stuff." Magic is awesome, until you've studied it for centuries. Doevm reincarnates into a human to experience the path of a fighter to its fullest and swears not to rely on magic. There is only one problem, a goddess stands in his way. She pits him against both the hero and the villain for all of eternity. How will he escape this, with magic or his fists? Maybe both?
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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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 Lu Yiping was an ancient monk who witnessed the fall of countless powerful gods in the battle of the gods. 
 Since then, he has been living in seclusion in the ancient forest, practicing day and night, and vowing that he will not come out when he is not strong enough to fight the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth. 
 One era after another has passed. 
 A little snake next to him became the ancestor of the dragon clan. 
 A little girl he adopted became an invincible empress. 
 One of the swordsmen he pointed out became a sword god who was famous forever. 
 An old tree he planted at will became the patron saint of the strongest kingdom in history. 
 The years have changed the vicissitudes of life, one after another strong rises, and generations of strong grow old and perish. 
 Lu Yiping has been practicing his longevity arts in the deep mountains. Occasionally, he played the guqin, practiced painting, practiced swordsmanship, and looked at the various magical skills and great insights left by the countless gods who perished that year. 
 Finally, he had cultivated the Longevity Art to the last level, feeling that his strength could fight against the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, and then he walked out of the Sacred Forest.
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 Some cubs are not only well-behaved and sensible, but also obedient and promising, but they are not valued or favored.
 The boss who broke out from the counterattack mission was forced to retire early and happily lived a comfortable life of raising cubs.
 [Gloomy and withdrawn, a junior high school student who died saving someone who fell into the water – the actor’s father thinks that pampering children should start from an early age] 
 [A loveless scholar who divorces his wife—how can a mere slave talk about his wife] 
 【A Rebellious Adopted Son—On Inheritance】 
 [The female supporting role in the story of retiring marriage counterattack—the male lead, you will be able to touch my daughter’s heels in thirty years if you counterattack again] 
 [After the daughter and the prince made an engagement, the prince moved on – who said that the royal general would not dare to withdraw the engagement? 】 
 [The playful ex-husband of the heroine of the time-traveling novel—come and work for me. 】 
 [The virtuous fiancée that the scumbag wants to make up for after being reborn→Forget about harming my daughter for the rest of her life, and want to continue rambling after rebirth? 】 
 [The gambler father who only knows that he sucked blood from the actor’s son → what? The biggest investor in the crew is my dad? 】 
 It doesn’t matter if the child is not perfect, Dad will always love you. 
 Read the guide: 
 1. To determine the gender of negative characters based on the setting. 
 2. Involving ancient tactics and so on are all superficial, and various private settings refer to a hodgepodge of history. 
 3. Although the protagonist is a retired tycoon, he behaves mildly, and the role of raising cubs is the majority.
 Content tags: system fast travel cool text growth 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Xie Hui ┃ Supporting role: Cub ┃ Others:
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 A mysterious youth who came from a mysterious village, didn’t have the Heart of Tao. Nor did he have the Tao Spirituality nor an unblocked Tao Physique.
 However, even in such a situation, he had his heart set on Tao and submitted himself to the Seeking-Tao Sect as a disciple and stepped on his way, an unusual and unique way to Tao cultivation!
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