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 There are two official schools in the capital, one is Guozixue, and the other is Taixue. +++ The latest ranking of Tanmei novels: www.wuxiaspot.com That night, the news of Guozixue was somehow spread to Taixue. The head teacher of Taixue brazenly issued a unilateral invitation for cooperation and formed four teams. The Cuju team intends to compete with Guozixue in front of Sheng Shang tomorrow.
 What fun is there for people in your school to play by themselves? Bring us together! Our students are very powerful and good at playing football!
 In finding the unpleasant piece for Guozixue, too much scholarship is so confusing.
 On the second day, the holy master arrived. The holy master was wearing ordinary clothes and sitting in a covered pavilion. It was still cold at this time. None of the servants and ministers of civil and military affairs dared to let the master blow more. Cold wind.
 Only the side of the pavilion facing the arena was vacated, and the brazier was piled aside. At this time, the game had not yet started, but the side of the stadium was already crowded with people who had heard the news.
 These people, squeezing their heads and want to see the Holy One.
 The noise outside the venue is noisy, and it will break through the sky after the excitement. Some people climbed up to the tree and stretched their necks to look into the venue.
 Tang Mian, the son of Hubu Shangshu, clenched his fists and felt a little numb. He only felt that his (chest xiong) mouth was full of tension. After looking at the pavilion of the saint in the distance, the tension turned into a raging fighting spirit.
 His good friend Pyeongchang Hou Shizi was talking to Tang Mian nervously at this time: "I think my calf is cramping."
 Tang Mian was surprised, "Knead it quickly, the game will begin in a while, we have to play it beautifully for the holy!"
 "I'm nervous just because I know that the sage is here," Pyeongchang Hou Shizi said bitterly. "My father heard that I was going to play for the sage today, and he called me up early in the morning before it turned up. I'm going to be exhausted with **** and running again."
 Tang Mian was dumb, he turned left and right anxiously, "Your dragon is playing well, but you can't be without you."
 Hou Shizi Pyeongchang couldn't help feeling triumphant. He swayed his legs hard, hissed: "I will rub it first."
 Most of the people who played Cuju on the court were boys who had not yet bowed. Hearing that the saint was coming, there are still so many people around who are watching. Although there is some stage fright, excitement and excitement account for the majority.
 "It's still a bit cold outside, but these boys are not afraid," Gu Yuanbai wore a fox fur with white (color) fluff around his face. "Look, they are all in thin shirts."
 Tian Fusheng felt sorry for the sage, and carefully warmed up a pot of tea for him. "When I run, I sweat, but I get cold easily after sweating. After all, I am young and can bear it."
 "Order to go down, and give me a bowl of **** soup when the kick is over, let the people in the university pay attention, don't lose too much."
 "Yes." Tian Fusheng gave orders.
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 The match between the two universities was naturally eye-catching. The sound of cheers and annoyance spread all the way to another hill not far away.
 Chu Weizheng was walking with his classmates and saw this lively scene from a distance. The classmate smiled and said, "If it wasn't for me that I really didn't have any interest in Cuju, I would also go there to make fun."
 Chu Wei's eyebrows were faint. He was dressed in blue clothes. He was handsome and handsome. He was a bit alienated and cold between his eyebrows. He was really a jade-like person, the most famous man in the entire capital.
 "Noisy," Chu Wei said, "If there is something good at the top, you must vote for it at the bottom."
 Classmates jokingly said: "You should be happy that the best of today's sages are not the rare treasures, otherwise it will be another disaster for the people of the world."
 Chu Wei met the crowd not far away coldly. He had gone out to study since he passed the exam seven years ago. He has seen more people who are suffering and unable to eat, and he has become more disappointed in the superiors. Today's sages have done nothing and have done nothing, and have bullied the ministers on his head for so many years. There is really nothing worth making Chu Wei look at.
 The classmate knew what he was thinking when he looked at him. He smiled and continued to walk leisurely.
 Nowadays, although Daheng is Haiyan Heqing on the surface, in the eyes of people who can see the form clearly, they know that this peace will not last long.
 Once this weak and sickly little emperor dies, he will suffer from internal and external troubles, and will be surrounded by wolves.
 Even if the little emperor's fate is so hard to die, can he tame those evil wolves that are starving with green eyes?
 What kind of tame, do you want to tame the weak?
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 In this lively Cuju game, the people who kicked it were sweating, and the people who watched it were sweating too. More importantly, when these young boys came to the scene, the servant in the palace delivered a bowl of hot **** soup. After learning that it was specially ordered by the holy, many poor children couldn't help but become red. Got an eye.
 "Thank you, Sheng," he picked up Jiang Tangyi (dry gan), and his whole body quickly became warm after being connected to the body. Several large young men also covered their red eyes. "The **** soup is delicious."
 "A few brothers, go and put on your clothes," the servant in the palace was also very kind, "it's still early spring after all, don't let it go."
 The people slowly dispersed. After Pingchang Houfu's son Li Yan pinched his nose and drank a bowl of **** soup, he shouted, "Be refreshed!"
 Passing the bowl to the waiter, he put Tang Mian's shoulders on his shoulders, and said, "Brother Mian, why don't you drink it yet? Isn't it reluctant?"
 Tang Mian's ears were red, and he drank in one sip, "Without a handle on his mouth, it's just nonsense."
 The two were talking, and Pingchanghou’s young man ran over, "My son, the lord wants you to hurry up and meet him."
 Pyeongchang Hou Shizi was taken aback, "Holy face?"
 He suddenly became at a loss, "I am, I am still wearing a Cuju costume."
 The young man anxiously said: "You can put on any clothes first, the master is in a hurry."
 Pyeongchang Hou Shizi hurriedly followed behind him, and went to the pavilion Miansheng with Pyeongchang Hou.
 Gu Yuanbai just invited the head teachers of the two institutions to speak, and after receiving the notification, he said, "Come in."
 The father and son Pingchang Hou saluted, and said cautiously: "The holy dragon is healed, the minister wants to come and see."
 Gu Yuanbai smiled, "Why are you so cautious with me? Sit down."
 Pyeongchanghou sat not far away meticulously, his back straight, still nervous.
 How can I not be nervous? People who don’t face the Sage directly can never understand their feelings. The Sage was a young emperor, and originally thought that the past ten years have allowed them to penetrate the character of the Sage. Who knows that guessing is all about the Sage. How old is the saint in a game? The crown was erected last year!
 His father sat down, Pingchang Hou Shizi did not dare to sit. Gu Yuanbai swept his eyes to the young man's son Lang, who kept his head down, and said, "This is Brother Yan. It turns out that it is so big."
 Pyeongchang Hou said: "The kid is stubborn, and when he gets older, he makes the minister a headache."
 "Young people should do the same," Gu Yuanbai smiled, "Brother Yan, come and sit next to me."
 Li Yan sat down anxiously next to the saint. Although he was beside him, he was standing between the two people. I wonder if it was an illusion. After sitting down, Li Yan always felt a hint of fragrance on the tip of his nose.
 The incense used in the palace is all good incense. The more you smell it, the more you will be intoxicated. Li Yan's whole body is crisp when he smells it. He heard the saint joking aside: "I heard many adults say that the appearance of Hou Shizi in Pyeongchang It’s pretty, it’s a pity that they don’t have a daughter suitable for marriage at home, otherwise they would have to act as (强qiang) first.
 Pyeongchang Hou felt very proud, but Li Yan was so embarrassed that he was fidgeting, and the saint was very narrow, and deliberately said to him: "Brother Yan, look up and let me see what you are now."
 Like a stiff duck, Li Yan raised his head so violently, his young face was flushed with shame, and he forgot to dodge his eyes and saw Sheng Yan.
 Sheng Shang looked at him in a little surprise, Li Yan struck his neck, and his cavity was blank in his head.
 Hou Pyeongchang shouted: "Li Yan!"
 Li Yan's heart jumped fiercely, and he almost jumped up. He quickly lowered his head and said at a loss: "Holy, the kid has nothing to do..."
 Gu Yuanbai likes such a lively, young and powerful young man. He smiled, "Pingchanghou, it doesn't have to be like this. Yan Geer is really (sexual) love, is a good boy."
 The sage exaggerated a few words, and Pyeongchanghou told his son to withdraw. Li Yan walked out of the pavilion in a daze, Tang Mian was constantly looking outside the guard station, and hurriedly waved when he saw him coming out.
 Li Yan walked over, and the two looked at each other and walked silently into the crowd. After walking a few steps, Li Yan suddenly stopped. He looked around and swallowed. He turned to follow Tang Mian and said, "You said, did you see how the saint was the last time you entered the palace?"
 Tang Mian nodded slightly, "What's wrong, you watched it this time? Don't you listen to your father the most?"
 Li Yan (touching Mo) chuckled his head. Instead of answering this, he said as if to throw a bomb on the ground: "How about finding a painter for the two of us? I want to..." He pointed to the sky, although afraid, Still boldly felt the incomparable excitement, "Draw that person down."
 Tang Mian jumped up in shock, "Are you crazy?!"
 "I'm not crazy," Li Yan winked at him, "Let's not follow the drawing, our eyebrows are with me, and the nose and lips are with you. If we want to see the painting, let's move our heads together. Who can find in the bedroom?"
 Tang Mian swallowed, and his mind glanced at the image of the saint that day, and when he met Li Yan, they knew each other that it was done.
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 Gu Yuanbai transmigrated into a BL book as a sickly emperor with a weak sense of existence. The emperor was a background board. The whole book emphasized the love between the Prince Regent and the No. 1 Beauty in the capital city.
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 This path has many ups and downs. People come, people go. 
 Jiang Ling did not have the makings of a martial artist. She once felt inferior, but with a heart full of optimism, she sought another path. 
 In the world on top of the mountain, all she had were her shifu, shijie, and shixiong. When she entered Jianghu, she had to start over from the beginning, and He Xi bursted into her life. This was the first time she had met a foreign woman, and sure enough, she’s as different as the books say. In her ignorance, Jiang Ling did everything with her until she finally started to panic. 
 ⸺ What in the world is wrong with me? 
 “Don’t avoid me, I grew up on the mountain, and I haven’t seen much of the world.” 
 From opposing each other across a sea of blood to finally joining hands to walk the same path, Jiang Ling has hated and she has loved.
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 Yun Qianyue, the only legitimate daughter of the Yun Royal family in the Heavenly Saint Dynasty, was a well-known anarchic young girl who behaved arrogantly and got a bad reputation. In a gathering of appreciating poems, she almost died because of fighting for her lover’s favor.
 While Li Yun, laying down her life for her country in one day and having her soul fell into another world, was reborn as Yun Qianyue.
 An anarchic young girl v.s. A young female general – her arrival brought a great change in the seemingly peaceful Heavenly Saint Dynasty.
 You said I was arrogant?
 I was anarchic?
 I was actually the first-class waste of the Heavenly Saint Dynasty with the title of the legitimate daughter of the Yun Royal family, the designated Crown Princess, and the most distinguished female in the whole Dynasty?
 Damn it!
 You really had to force me to tell the truth that I feigned all these things?
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 Three years after entering the palace, Yongning Palace’s Yan Shu meiren, has still never met the Emperor.
 The palace full of concubines tried to win his favour, only she, immersed in a melon eating system, has no time to spare for him.
 How would she know that one day, she actually ate a shockingly big melon——
 Yan Shu, “!!! No wonder he never enters the harem!”
 Wait…
 There seems to be something wrong somewhere… then what did she enter the palace for?!!
 The new Emperor, Yu Wen Lan, has two secrets.
 Since his ascension to the throne, he has gradually lost his male functions; yet at the same time, he can read minds.
 Getting used to seeing their false words and hypocritical faces every day, he grew all the more unfeeling.
 That was, until one day, he heard a special heart’s voice——
 Yu Wen Lan paused, narrowing his eyes to look in the direction of a delicately pretty and pure looking girl.
 Until she ascended to the position of Empress, Yan Shu also didn’t know how she had jumped unreasonably on the Emperor’s bottom line repeatedly, yet had jumped straight in, becoming the first person to be in his heart.
 Perhaps, it was just her good luck.
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 Yun Yanhui is a traveler who accidentally came to the Northern Song Dynasty 
 When he pulled himself up with difficulty, he became honorably a temporary employee of the Kaifeng government as a qualified temporary worker of the Northern Song Dynasty government. Among the masses, they have to learn to hold up every black pot QAQ firmly, and finally light up the title-the strongest temporary worker, Kaifeng Back Pot Man
 Guiding the way for mine clearance: 
 Main acceptor, 1vs1, cp Zhao Yunchu. Not completely in accordance with history nor completely in accordance with the original novel. There are Su Youshuang and plug-ins, and there is no nonsense based on unfounded evidence. Go and stay by you, the bricks and flowers are free.
 Content label: Seventh Five-Year Travel Time and Space Food 
 Protagonist: Yun Yanhui
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 His Majesty Li Zhi, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and Empress Wu, known as the "Two Saints of the Tian Family", took place in the first year of Xianheng (AD 670) among the royal family, descendants, nobles, aristocratic families, famous families, High-ranking officials, distinguished celebrities, officials from poor families, ordinary scholars, country squires, wealthy businessmen, ordinary businessmen, and even traffickers and pawns, three religions and nine schools, etc., there are power disputes, interest disputes, love and hatred, and love and hatred between different classes and strata. Right and wrong, scheming, killing methods, military formations, bloody battles, bear warriors, iron-armored tigers... 
 The notorious and elusive royal guard is Si Yamen. 
 A vicious and cruel mysterious killer organization. 
 The men in black, the swordsmen and the cavalry, clamored from east to west and rushed from north to south. 
 But the elite "Ten Thousand Riders" disappeared after hearing their name. 
 Even the thousand-year-old dispute between the "explicit door" and the "hidden door"... 
 At the same time, it also created flesh-and-blood chivalrous heroes and capable ministers such as Di Renjie, Qin Zheng, Qin Su, Qin Xiao, Qin Dong, Xiao Fengwu, Sima Feiying, Sima Zhaixing, and Sima Kongling!
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 On top of the city tower, brought to the end of my rope, the rebel leader put his sword to my neck. He laughed and asked Tantai Jin, “Your wife or Miss Ye, only one can live, who do you choose?”
 The system took one look at the crying Ye Bingshang and said nervously: “Host, he will definitely choose you.
 “Let Bing Shang go,” Tantai Jin ordered without hesitation.
 “Oh no,” said the system.
 “Oh no~” I said.
 The system reassured: “Tantai Jin must have known that your family was big and that the secret guards would save you”
 Tantai Jin indeed thought so, But on that day, in front of 300 thousand men, I smiled at him and jumped off the city tower, beneath his shattered gaze.
 Not leaving a single piece of my body intact for him.
 This is the ‘be’ ending that I have chosen for Tantai Jin.
 The new emperor, Tantai Jin’s hair turned white overnight in the first year of Jinghe. Then he turned into an insane devil that slaughtered the city, even beheading Ye Bing Shang.
 And after living through the years of undeserved love, I finally returned to the Immortal Cultivation Realm after reaching nirvana and am very happy today as a little fairy.
 Even so many years later, throughout the entire cultivation realm I’m claimed to be the white moonlight of a fallen God….
 【Natural evil thing,Yandere male lead X Bright and righteous female lead】
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 In the third year of the Kaihuang era, as the Great Sui began to unfold between the fall of the Northern Dynasties and the rise of the glorious Tang Dynasty, Emperor Yang Jian created the House of Blades – an intelligence agency for strategies and conspiracies – in preparation to unify the world.
 On a snowy night, a convoy of tribute from the Kingdom of Khotan was raided. Not one soul survived the attack. Feng Xiao, Second Commandant of the House of Blades, was ordered by the Emperor to investigate the matter in person.
 On the distant border, a storm brewed as major forces gathered from all sides in Liugong Town. The strong rubbed shoulders with the strong; the skilled crossed paths with the skilled.
 Here, the ever-successful Second Commandant Feng ran into a wall for the first time – all because of a feeble Taoist priest with ailing health.
 Some things would never be known if no fights were ever picked. Only through their skirmishes did Feng Xiao realise that this sick bastard seemed to have way more aliases and personas than he himself ever did.
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 The golden list comes, and the emperors of each dynasty are asked to count the sinners of the country's subjugation. Those guilty of the country's subjugation will be punished, and those who have increased the country's fortune will be rewarded. 
 Seeing the dazzling array of rewards and punishments displayed by heaven, life span, elixirs, magic weapons, climbing the mountain of swords, frying oil pans, being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts...all the emperors were boiling. 
 Ying Zheng: I will end five hundred years of chaos, unify the world, and achieve the feats of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. I will surely obtain the elixir of immortality! 
 Li Shimin: From ancient times to pacifying troubled times, destroying Turks, opening up prosperous times, civilizing and martial arts, is there anyone who can compare with me? I have a hundred years of life, am I qualified? 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: We left the ancestral teachings of the Ming Dynasty to teach future generations, but in the end our country was destroyed. We want to see which unscrupulous descendant dares to destroy our Ming Dynasty? 
 ... 
 After the Tianbang announced the sinners of each dynasty's downfall, all the emperors were not calm, and Zhu Yuanzhang was even more numb! ! 
 Ying Zheng: With my great talent and great strategy, I wiped out the whole world, and ended up becoming the chief culprit for the country’s subjugation? 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: Will the Ming Dynasty perish in our hands? We have become the number one war criminal responsible for the subjugation of our country? !
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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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 If you were transported to the 13th-century Mongolian steppe as a young man of mixed Han and Mongol heritage, what would you choose? Return south to the Song Dynasty, or integrate into the Mongol tribes?
 For Zhao Shuo, the answer is simple: "Great Khan Temujin, grant me the hand of Hua Zheng!"
 Thus begins Zhao Shuo’s rise—from the son-in-law of Genghis Khan to the supreme ruler of the Mongolian steppe. He leads Mongol armies to crush the Jin Dynasty, annihilate Western Xia, and sweep across Eurasia!
 After Genghis Khan’s death, as the Golden Family falls into chaos, Zhao Shuo stands alone against the tide, crushing all opposition with sheer might.
 Years later, he realizes that his titles have grown beyond count: Mongolia’s Greatest Baatar, the Golden Blade Prince, Heaven’s Blessed Guardian, the Reincarnated Eagle, the Conqueror of Khwarazm, the Grand Chancellor King, the Overlord of the Eastern Hemisphere, the Ruler of Eurasia…Show more
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 During the Zhenguan period, Tang Hao, a poor disciple who was grazing sheep on the hillside, was tied into the residence of Lord Weiguo Li Jing by a group of big men.
 Just when he was extremely nervous, he was told to marry the daughter of the well-known and well-known Wei Guo Gong of Chang’an.
 Become a son-in-law? Isn’t this the ending I want?
 In the night of the bridal chamber, bind the rebirth audit system to become an auditor and gain supreme power.
 Li Guang: “At the end, the general is willing to offer a hundred steps through Yang’s magical skills, just to reincarnate as soon as possible.”
 “Congratulations to the host for gaining Yang Guang’s lifelong magical skills and piercing Yang with a hundred steps.”
 Xiang Yu: “I only want to be able to ride the battlefield in the next life, and be famous. I would like to review the adults to complete it.”
 “Congratulations to the host for gaining the power of the overlord. Part of the physical stamina of the overlord of the Western Chu is integrated into the body, pulling out the mountains and watching the world.”
 Sun Bin: “I have the art of war that I have written all my life here, and I only ask the reviewer to show favor and let me reincarnate earlier.”
 “Congratulations to the host for obtaining Sun Bin’s art of war, deploying troops, and knowing it clearly.”…
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