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 　　 The first chapter is full of spring when I come
 　　Because it is spring, the rain today is very light and soft.
 　　 Dense, thin raindrops obliquely fell on the thick fur of the little bison.
 　　 The hair on the little bison is very dense. This is a new coat, rich in grease, and it slides off when rain falls on it. Only a small amount of water vapor will get into the fur. It is icy and cool.
 　　 Winter hair is not like this. It is thick and dry not only against rain, but also against snow and ice.
 　　 Every time the winter hair fades, the little bison feels that the world is very unfriendly to it.
 　　 So, the little bison shook slightly, and the rain was shaken and flew out, turning into dense mist.
 　　 The water mist fell on the other bisons, and it did not arouse dissatisfaction. The grass that had just grown in the spring was not allowed. They easily wasted time eating for this little thing.
 　　 The figure of the little bison looks very small among the bison. It has no dissatisfaction with it. After two years of eating the grass, it will grow as tall as its father.
 Thinking of this, the little bison couldn’t help but look at his father who was standing on the highest point. His envy was beyond words. His father was dark, tall, strong and strong, and his thick neck was connected to the huge head. This guaranteed his father. The pair of long bends on the head had the upper hand when colliding with the enemy.
 　　 The wind moved the long hair hanging down his father's neck. The long hair moved slightly. With his father's melancholy and deep eyes, the little bison felt that his father was born to be the king of bison.
 　　 Looking down at his appearance in the puddle, Little Bison felt that he should be the king of the bison.
 　　 The hoof of another heifer crushed a small puddle and crushed the handsome appearance of the young bison.
 　　 The puddle became turbid, and ripples appeared everywhere.
 The little bison was panting, his eyes gradually reddened, his neck sank, and a front hoof was planing the ground. It dashed forward, and its head, which had not just grown a half-small horn, hit the little that smashed its shadow. Cow fart. On the stock.
 　　 The little cow was bumped and ran away in horror.
 　　 The little bison also calmed down, and continued to guard the puddle. It knew that as long as it waited for a while, the puddle would change from turbidity to clear, and finally returned to its original appearance.
 　　 However, the ripples in the puddle did not gradually calm down as it thought, but instead became more agitated.
 　　 "Moo—"
 　　 The low and majestic voice of the Bison King suddenly sounded.
 　　 The bison who were grazing suddenly stopped grazing, and all looked at their father vigilantly.
 　　 The Buffalo King tank that was originally standing at a high place rushed down the high **** like a tank, guarding the northwest corner of the cattle herd, with the corners facing outward, and his limbs clinging to the ground, as if defending against the most terrifying enemy.
 　　 The herd of cows also moved quickly. The strong bulls all learned the appearance of the bison king, turned their corners outwards, and quickly formed a circle, enclosing the cows and calves in this circle.
 When the little bison discovered this situation, the bison formation had already formed, and it screamed desperately into the circle. Unfortunately, the bodies of those strong bulls were too heavy and could not be shaken by his semi-large bison. .
 　　 The little bison couldn't get in, so he raised his head in horror and looked for the source of danger.
 　　 The white wolf king did not appear on the high slope, nor did the water waves generated by the crocodile swim in the puddles. Although there were a group of vultures hovering in the sky, they were trying to spread out, and it seemed that some danger was coming.
 　　 The vulture is not the enemy of their buffalo herd.
 　　 Then, where is the danger?
 　　 A few blue wolves stood up from hiding and ran into the distance without turning their heads back. This made the little bison even more frightened and drilled more forcefully into the herd.
 　　 "Moo—" The Buffalo King roared again, his voice full of fear... The little bison knelt on the ground when his limbs softened. The last time his father made such a roar, he met the Sabre-toothed Tiger King.
 　　 That time, the father who escaped by chance left a long scar on his back.
 　　 The little wild bull fart peeed under the bull's leg and got into the herd.
 　　 trembling, hid his head between the legs of a cow, wishing to get in.
 　　 "咚—"
 　　 There is a faint loud noise in the high sky.
 　　 The originally gray sky seemed to be like the puddle that the little bison had just stepped on, with huge waves, but these waves pushed away the clouds and mist, revealing the blue sky behind the clouds and mist.
 　　 "Moo—"
 　　 The Bison King roared again, but this time he aimed a pair of corners at the sky.
 　　 A shining ball of light slowly fell from the sky, and all the bison stared at the small ball of light.
 The ball of light seemed to fall very slowly, but in fact it was very fast. It was just a blink of an eye. The ball of light fell in the middle of the herd. Then, the ball of light burst, and a circle of white light waves spread out, and the light waves were like a single handle. The sharp knife cut open the bison's body without hindrance.
 　　 Little Bison watched as the body of the cow protecting him was cut open from the top of the thigh, slowly sliding down, and hitting its body. Before he died, he gave a low cry.
 　　 "Puff, puff..."
 　　 Basically all the bison's body was cut open, of course, there are some calves that have not been cut apart, but their heads have fallen off.
 　　 The light wave did not stop spreading, but its strength was rapidly weakening, cutting some bushes, some trees, and finally slashing into the high ground heavily, and after raising a circle of dust, it disappeared.
 The little bison saw the body of the king bison. Its eyes were no longer deep and sharp, but covered with a thin film that had lost its light. So the little bison hid its head under the cow’s half of the body, and it didn’t want anything. know.
 　　 I don’t know how long it took, when the vultures in the sky began to peck at the corpse of the bison on the ground, the little bison took his head out of the cow’s corpse.
 　　 This time, as soon as it raised its head, it saw a small, soft, white little Yunchuan.
 　　 Yunchuan sat blankly on the ground, and when the little bison looked at him, he was also looking at the little bison.
 　　 Whether it is Yunchuan or Little Bison, their eyes are full of doubt and ignorance.
 　　 Yunchuan’s hands are too small, he has no strength yet, and his legs are short and fat, just like a Michelin tire man.
 　　 There are only three teeth in his mouth.
 　　 Such Yunchuan is harmless to humans and animals.
 However, the terrified little bison, who was about to twitch, rubbed his body close to Yunchuan, put his head on the ground, and admitted that Yunchuan was its new king...other bison compete for the throne...kill only the bison king, or kill one or two more strong ones. The bull, at most, trampled to death a few calves, and this little strange creature with a naked body killed all the bison except it.
 Yun Chuan curled up and sat on the grass, a dung beetle pushing a dung ball the size of a table tennis ball hard past his feet, and a giant pastel butterfly that he had never seen before left. He walked away from the rain and danced in front of his eyes.
 　　 There is a huge hole in the sky shrouded by dark clouds. Through this hole, Yunchuan can see the blue sky.
 　　 The high wind must be very strong in the sky. Less than a minute after Yunchuan saw it, the cloud hole was torn irregularly from the regular circle.
 　　 After another moment, the dense clouds completely covered the blue sky, but the strands of light rain became more lingering.
 　　 The grass around him is very long, at least for Yunchuan. He stretched out his left hand but didn't catch it, so he was disappointed.
 　　 An ugly and blood-stained bull head dragged a half-large bull body tremblingly on the grass.
 　　 Yunchuan turned around and fled. He didn't know how long he had escaped. When he looked back at the dirty bull's head, he realized that he had escaped less than ten meters away.
 　　 Looking at his fat arms, and then at the stupid bull head, Yun Chuan was about to stop, and first think about why he fell in such a field.
 　　 When Yunchuan began to think, the world quieted down.
 　　 and quiet and suffocating.
 　　 Quiet, it only lasted for a moment, and then, a green wolf the size of a calf suddenly appeared in front of Yunchuan's eyes.
 　　 The fur on its face was wrinkled, and the fangs showing its mouth leaned towards Yunchuan step by step. Yunchuan could even see the saliva at the corner of his mouth.
 　　 Yunchuan looked down at his fat and tender legs. Don’t say that this wolf likes him, even he thinks his meat should be delicious...
 　　 The little bison lying on the ground does not have the mind of Yunchuan to accept his fate, UU reading www. uukanshu. com rolled over and shook off his hoof and ran away.
 　　 The ferocious eyes of the green wolf patrolled Yunchuan and the little bison respectively, and they jumped to chase the little bison.
 Before Yunchuan got into the grass, he heard a stern wolf howl. The green wolf that had just jumped out rolled and fell in front of him, his head collapsed on the ground, and puffs of blood flowed from it. The corners of his mouth flowed out.
 　　 Then, Yunchuan saw a tiger with colorful fur.
 　　 He swears that this is the first time he has seen the king of beasts up close in the wild.
 　　 Its coat color is like brocade in the sun, and it ripples as the tiger steps.
 　　 This guy walks very slowly, and he walks very steadily at every step. Even if there are many wolf heads around, he is still walking in the courtyard.
 　　 When it moved, the blood of Yunchuan's whole body was surging towards his head. Only then did he discover that when the tiger jumped into the air and opened its limbs to pounce on the wolves, its body was so huge.
 　　 A dozen or so two-inch steel hook-like spikes popped out of four paws, which seemed to be just lightly stroked on the wolf's head, and the wolf fell heavily beside Yunchuan, his head fragmented.
 　　 The little bison ran constantly in the circle where the wolves and tigers were fighting, and seemed to be trying very hard to survive. Unfortunately, whenever it was about to escape from this fighting circle, it was always driven back to the circle by a wolf.
 　　 With no escape, Little Bison saw Yunchuan sitting motionless in the middle of the circle.
 　　 So, it quickly jumped to Yunchuan's side and hid its huge body behind Yunchuan.
 　　 The battle between the tiger and the wolves was extremely bloody. Yunchuan had completely given up on survival at this time, but he opened his eyes and watched the rare battle with interest.
 　　
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 This time, I don’t ask about my grades, I only ask about my heart. This time I just want to write a book well. This time I write about hope. I write about the deepest dream in my heart. I really want to take it seriously. Really live once in a dream.
 I am ordinary and mediocre, but my dreams are not mediocre at all. Before I fall asleep every day, I will enter the space of my dreams, live bit by bit in that space, walk inch by inch, from bare ass. At the beginning, create a dream space that belongs to me and everyone.
 It’s just that this space appears more real and more maneuverable than any space in my novels in the past.
 This was originally not the introduction of this book. The introduction is much better than this, but I don’t know which late drunkard outside the study is singing “The Wrangler City”, I don’t know how many wives he ran away, and the singing was so teary Cleft heart.
 Somehow, my heartless fat man who was nearly fifty years old was bursting with tears. People, the older you get, the more lifeless you are.
 Then, the introduction becomes like this. You can read it if you make it. If the book is not good, just scold me in the book review area. I’m still an old habit and listen carefully.
 In addition, if you like juvenile enthusiasm, please go and read “Tangzhuan”, “Wisdom of Song Dynasty”, “Silver Fox”, “Hanxiang” and “Tomorrow”. The minimum subscriptions are all over 25,000. The quality of the book is guaranteed. This time, please allow me to cross slowly, happily, and forcefully.
 Sincerely, your old friends and 2
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 Ying Lingyun traveled through 1947 and became the crown prince of the Qin Empire. 
 The good news is that he is bound to the daily lottery system and becomes the thirteenth emperor of the Qin Dynasty. The bad news is that the Qin Dynasty was a defeated country in World War II. 
 Da Qin is located in Australia. It was founded in 1725 and has a population of 80 million. Its citizens are old Qin people summoned from the system by the founding emperor Ying Zhan. They are patriotic, martial, and strong-willed. 
 The two world wars were both provoked by the Qin Dynasty and the Germans. The first war ended in a draw. In the second world war, the American old man Roosevelt carried out a replica of the sneak attack on Pearl Harbor and was ultimately defeated. 
 The colony was gone, the mainland was hit by a nuclear attack by the United States, and was burdened with huge war reparations. The empire was dismembered, and the United States still had troops stationed. It was even worse than Germany! 
 But the people of Qin are hard-nosed and do not know how to ask for mercy. They shout loudly to the old Qin to fight against the national calamity. 
 Did the American polar bears win? No! The war has just begun! 
 Ying Lingyun swore to God that he would take revenge and restore the glory of the empire! 
 [Ding, the host drew the Baiyang intercontinental ballistic missile~] 
 [Ding, the host draws the Tsar Bomb~]
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 Putin the Great said: “Sergey Sha is my best friend and the conscience of Russia.” 
 Tymoshenko said: “Sergei Sha is the love of my life.” 
 Rebirth of the Soviets and become godfather. 
 The story of a favorite of the Moscow State University who was sent to the KGB prison for a benevolent act and then tried to survive.
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 People who are more handsome than me are not as good at playing football as me. People who play football better than me do not exist. The showdown is over, I am the embodiment of beauty and wisdom, hero and chivalry,...
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 As a virtuous wife, does it include tolerating his cousin, enduring his concubines, bearing his mother?
 If you will not let me live freely, why would I let you live in satisfaction?
 Did fate let women time-travel so she could learn the three morals and four virtues?
 Rather than act like a coward and live, it would be better to live in satisfaction and die.
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 Occupational Analysis of “Crown Princess”:
 Number One: Promotion prospects are bleak, Crown Princess—Empress—Empress Dowager, the time between each is vast, and difficulty is extremely high.
 Number Two: No guarantees of continuous labor, not to mention the lack of insurance, you can be dismissed at any time, furthermore you will no longer be able to start another career!
 Number Three: The nature of the job is dangerous, at any time there is the danger of death, if the Crown Prince isn’t able to ascend as emperor, you will fall out of luck together with him, if the crown prince ascends as emperor, you have to be careful as to not unluckily fall alone.
 Number Four: Moonlighting as a s*x worker, though the intensity of the job is unlikely to be very big, however, there is no power to select the service partner.
 To summarize, the job of Crown Princess isn’t particularly a good job, no prospects, large stress, and the manual labor is intense……
 Okay, in fact that was just a flood of words, a simple summary is:
 This is a story about a “woman’s” struggles in the harem……
 At the same time, it is also about a “man’s” sufferings in the harem……
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 As for me, Lao Li, I don’t like fighting and killing. Let’s sit down and talk about something. 
 What? 
 Can't sit down? 
 Second Battalion Commander, take out my nuke! 
 Adjusted angle. 
 First nuclear level the cherry blossoms, and then liberate the eagle sauce. 
 To me, Lao Li, the firepower is the truth! 
 The truth is as far as the firepower covers!
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 On her wedding day, she was humiliated; her status as the legitimate wife was instantly changed into that of a concubine. 
 “wh***! Marrying you is my life’s shame!” These were the hurtful words that came from her childhood sweetheart, now husband. 
 …. 
 Jiejie, jiejie, thank you for your sacrifice. Jiejie, if you’re kind then go. Meimei will replace you and take good care of your husband, to help you enjoy the blessings that you are unable to enjoy!” these words spat out by her smiling cousin made her whole body feel cold. 
 …. 
 “You are shameless! There is no need to say anything! From now on, our Shen family will not have you as our daughter! Someone! Throw out this shameless woman!” These were her relatives? 
 … 
 Becoming the target of criticisms, and being submerged in a small lake, she realized that all of this was the result of another person’s scheme – but it was already too late! 
 … 
 Instead of dying, she went back to the past, back to where both feelings were still alive and were loving towards each other; back to when she was not yet an orphan but the doted on Di daughter of the Shen family. 
 No matter what, in this life, she would never allow anyone to hurt the people she loved. And those people who harmed her in the previous life, she would make them pay the price!
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 Zhao Wu traveled through time and came to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and obtained a god-level strengthening stone system at the beginning. 
 Too weak? Zhao Wu can be strengthened! 
 Weapons too weak? Zhao Wu can be strengthened! 
 Too little skill? Zhao Wu can also be strengthened! 
 【Yellow Turban Rebellion】 
 Zhao Wu single-handedly killed Zhang Liang and slaughtered Zhang Bao, and in the blink of an eye he made great military achievements that shocked the government and the public! Cao Cao and Liu Bei were ashamed! 
 【The heroes are divided】 
 Under the Hulao Pass, Zhao Wu killed Lu Bu, pursued the heroes, transformed into the King of Hell and frightened the Hunu at the border, and revived the great power of Li Huo in the Han Dynasty! 
 A year later, in the peaceful and prosperous time, there was singing and dancing, and Diao Chan came to Zhao Wu affectionately: 
 "Master Marquis, my little girl Diao Chan has nothing to repay in this life. She is willing to devote herself to serve the Marquis for the rest of her life. I hope the Marquis will agree to this." 
 After saying these words, Diao Chan undressed and took off her belt, and took the initiative to blow out the slightly shaking candle...
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 [The main character follows the plot, there is no male lead, but there may be feelings, feelings follow fate, the female lead is beautiful, intelligent female lead] Bai Cha has been weak and sick since she was a child. What she often receives in her life is sympathy from others. She doesn't like it, But I can’t help but admit that her body can’t do anything, so I can’t be hypocritical, because others are helping her. Until the roommate’s courier sent her into an infinite horror game. 【Detecting the characteristics of the initial character, creating an exclusive for you Skills. The skills are as follows: 1. Dodder flower lv.0 (weak dodder flower can only rely on strong existence to absorb nutrients to survive) 2. Flower of lies lv.0 (there are too many lies, it will become true)] White tea The desire deep in her heart is awakened. She is a weak dodder flower that cannot survive independently, but she desperately absorbs the nutrients from her surroundings and grows her body crazily. The players found that the weak and slender newcomer is a perfect S-rank every time she clears the level Achievements, as well as the dungeons she has played, are all permanently closed! Baicha weaves a lie to let them see the possibility of getting rid of the game, regards her as a god, and is willing to dedicate everything she can give.
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 In her last life, everyone said that Su Ling had a good life, a matchless beauty born from a high family. Her father was the Great General of Zhen and her elder brother was a high official of the Supreme Court.
 She was married to Prince Jin as his consort and two years later she became the empress of Great Zhou.
 Nobody can compete with someone so honorable.
 Like this, in the first year of Yanxi era, Duke of Zhen deserted the army just before the war, and so, the Su family was accused of treason.
 Su Ling died in the back palace after giving birth to a son.
 When she opened her eyes again, she had become the daughter of a fifth-ranked grand scribe—Qin Shu.
 Waking up from the dream, although she will no longer be concerned about the fickle man, but she has no choice but to re-enter the palace once again for the child she had given birth to.
 On the day of the draft, the emperor leans against the Dragon Throne with drooped eyes and without a word while rubbing his eyebrows impatiently.
 Even while signing, he never lifts his eyes once.
 Until Qin Shu walks in, and with the exact same face as Empress Su, says: Wishing the emperor boundless happiness, good luck, and a long life.
 Up the throne, the emperor suddenly raises his head. He looks absent-minded and the tea cup falls to the ground.
 Desperately whispers: Ah Ling.
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 The girl submerged in the bottom of the lake suddenly opens her eyes. The noble ChuChao Gongzhu [Princess] becomes an abandoned daughter and woman. No problem. This type of slag father is not worth mentioning. By virtue of her exquisite medical skills, she becomes famous in the world. Slag father wants to reunite? Close the door, let out the dogs! Shizi [Heir of a noble title] wants to ask for marriage? Let him wait in line! The Regent has a chronic illness? Perfect. Godly doctor becomes a poison doctor. Let him neither live nor die and taste the pain of his evil deeds. She exacts bloody vengeance. Appointed Wuguo Gongzhu, she returns to her noble life. Slag father regrets, sister envies, stepmother hates!
 “Hey, hey, hey – Shizi, what are you doing?” 
 “Wife, one short spring night is worth a thousand pounds of gold. We have already wasted a whole gold mountain. We cannot view money as dirt anymore. We must save where we should save!” 
 “We agreed on a fake marriage, you…wuu…”
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 Waking up to become a Gulardo, not to mention being ridiculed as a flightless earth dragon? Can you bear the violent temper of labor and management? Can you fly? Eat the sword of labor and management...
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Chapter 1: Spring is full when I come

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