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 Chang Geng took a good medicine and went into the room of his little righteous father.
 In the 16th house, only a small dark oil lamp was lit, and the big halo of the beans was like a firefly.
 He was sitting by the window, and most of his face sank under the shadow of the lamp. He only slightly revealed a clue. It was probably a quick break. The Shen 16 did not have a vertical crown, and the head was scattered. There was a cinnabar under the eyes and earlobe. Xiao Yan, like a needle, the only light in the house was received by him in the pair of small cockroaches, almost burning eyes.
 Looking at people under the lamp, you can add three more colors than usual.
 I love the beauty of the heart, even if I used to see it, Chang Geng’s breathing still couldn’t help but stagnate. He quickly blinked his eyes, as if he had to take the dazzling cinnabar out of his eyelids and clear his throat. Raise the voice: "Six, take medicine."
 The teenager is changing voices, and it is a little hard to talk to this half a squat. Fortunately, this time Shen 16 has heard it, and the snoring of the urinary sighs has come to an abrupt end.
 Shen Xie’s eyes narrowed to see Chang Geng standing at the door: "Who isn’t there any big?"
 In fact, he is a seven- or eight-year-old who is older than Chang Geng. He has not yet become a family. He probably knows a little about his own nature. He is ready to look down on his wife, and he’s so hard to hit it. The cheaper son he feeds, can't hold on to it, and always has to take his identity to emphasize it.
 Chang Geng ignored him and carefully placed the medicine bowl in front of him: "Don't drink too much, don't go early, lie down after drinking."
 Shen Xie put aside on the side and took the medicine bowl: "White-eyed wolf, is it bad for me to be a son? White is so good for you."
 He was not embarrassed to drink medicine. Apparently, he was used to it. After drinking it, he took two mouthfuls of mouthwash that Chang Geng handed him. He didn’t wave his hand: "There is a set of Changyangguan today, with a fun to give. come here."
 After that, Shen 16 bent down and groped up on the desk. He couldn't see clearly, and the tip of his nose was on the table. Chang Geng had no choice but to say: "What are you looking for? Come."
 Then, he couldn't help but complain: "I am so big, are you all right to get a bunch of funny things for me?"
 It’s better to have less time and trouble, so that I have time to learn more usefully - this later turned around in Chang Geng’s heart, and when I came to my mouth, I felt a little hurtful, so I didn’t say it.
 As a four-six-year-old swayer, Shen Xie, if he spends his time, he must always drag him together, not to ask him to go to the market, or to marry him to go horse riding. Once he did not know where to squat a puppy. Hey, he gave him a raise - that Mr. Shen made him scared and his face was green.
 Xu Baihu is not at home all the year round, but he is also very good. Although he is very good for Chang Geng, he does not often communicate with his stepchildren. Counting it, Chang Geng’s 12-year-old is a crucial two years, and it seems to be in Shenliu. This unreliable righteous father spent by.
 From a young boy who grows into a jade tree, how much strength should he have to ensure that he is not being taken by Shen Xie?
 Chang Geng is simply unbearable.
 He is not born to escape the fun of play, everything has his own planning, implementation is also very strict, do not like others to disturb, often troubled by the sinking 16 is very angry.
 But the irritability is usually not long-lasting, because Shen Xie is not only taking him cheaply on the verbal, it is really taking him as a son.
 There was an old Geng who had a serious illness. Xu Baihu was not at home as usual. The doctor said that he was in danger. It was also that Xiaoyifu took him home and kept him up and down for three days.
 Every time you go out, no matter how far or how close, no matter what you do, you will give Chang Geng some small gadgets. Chang Geng does not love gadgets, but you can't help but remember this heart.
 In short, Chang Geng sees sixteen every day, and the liver fire will be extremely strong, but he will not see him, and he will always be concerned.
 Chang Geng sometimes thinks, although Shen 16 shoulders can't be lifted, can't be mentioned, the text is not a martial art, but in the future, there will be a foolish look that looks good to him?
 In the future, Xiaoyifu will always marry his wife and have children. If you have a biological life, will you still remember him?
 When I think of this kind of thing, Chang Geng can't tell the plug. He found a square box on the 16th table. He briefly opened his head and thought about it. He gave it to Shen Xing: "This?"
 Shen Xie: "Give it to you, open it and see."
 Maybe it’s a slingshot, maybe it’s a cheese package. Anyway, there’s nothing serious about it. Chang Geng’s unexpected disassembly, and slogans: “You have to save some flowers when you are at ease, and then I’m...”
 The next moment, he saw the things in the box, and suddenly closed his mouth, his eyes widened twice.
 There is an iron wristband in the box!
 The so-called "iron wrist buckle" is actually part of the light armor of the military. It is very convenient only for a circle around the wrist. Therefore, it is often used separately. The iron wristband is about four inches wide and can hold three to four small knives. The knife is made of special craftsmanship. It is as thin as a flap, and it is also called "sleeve silk."
 It is said that the best sleeve in the silk is kicked out by the spring in the iron wristband, which can split the hair other than a few feet into two.
 Chang Geng surprised: "This... Where did you get it?"
 Shen Xie: "Hey - don't let Shen Yi hear, this is not to play, he saw it and want to swear - will it be used?"
 Mr. Shen himself is watering the flowers in the courtyard. He does not care for his ears. The people in the room can hear clearly and clearly, and there is no way to take this half-hearted person.
 Chang Geng followed Shen Yi to learn how to disassemble the steel armor and skillfully put on the iron wrist buckle. Only then did he discover the special features of this object.
 The silk in the sleeve is not easy to make, and there are few folks. Most of the iron wristbands on the market are old goods that flow out of the army. The size is of course the size of an adult man. The one brought back by Shen Xie is obviously a fine circle, just right. Young people.
 Chang Geng, a god, Shen 16 knows what he wants to ask, and slowly said: "I heard the seller say that this is a defective product, there is nothing wrong with it, that is, the size is a little smaller, and nobody cares, this is cheap. Give it to me, I am useless, you can take it, just be careful, don't hurt people."
 Chang Geng is hard to be happy: "Thank you..."
 Shen Xie: "Who is this?"
 Chang Geng yelled quickly: "Father!"
 "There is milk, mother, and mixed things." Shen Xie laughed and sent him out on Chang Gung’s shoulder. "Go home, don't sway outside in the middle of the night."
 Chang Geng only remembered when he heard it. It turned out that this day is July 15.
 He walked back to his home along the corner door, and suddenly entered the door of the house, suddenly felt that the section of the 16-six blow was a bit familiar, although the running ran to the south, but carefully reminiscent of the burial of the folk crying graves when the funeral Toned.
 "What about the scenery?" Chang Geng silently thought.
 Shen 16 sent Chang Geng, looking down for a long while, then barely saw the outline of the threshold, carefully stepped over to close the door.
 Mr. Shen, who was waiting in the courtyard, reached out to his elbow with a blank expression and led him to the house.
 Mr. Shen: "The best iron wristband of the mysterious iron, the three sleeves in the silk are played by the master of the autumn forest. After the master died, it became out of print...
 Sixteen did not answer.
 Mr. Shen: "Oh, don't pretend to be dumb with me - do you really want to raise him as a son?"
 "Of course it is true. I like this child, benevolence and righteousness." Sixteen finally said, "That is probably the same thing. If the child can be passed on to me in the future, those people will be relieved, his own. The days can be much better, not both?"
 Mr. Shen was silent for a while and whispered: "First you have to let him not hate you - are you not worried at all?"
 Shen Xie smiled and raised the robes and pushed the door into the house.
 He said with a slap in the face: "There are more people who hate me."
 This night, the night river lights, the soul is home.
 Less than five days later, Chang Geng woke up in a hot, cold sweat on the back ridge, and the pants were wet.
 Every teenager will experience such a panic when they arrive at Changcheng - even if someone leads in advance.
 But Chang Geng did not panic, nor did he lose sight of it. He reacted faintly. He just sat in bed for a moment, and he got up and cleaned up at random. His face was a little uncomfortable, and he went out to play a bucket. Cool water, scrub the body of the flesh and blood from head to toe, remove the neatly folded clothes, and drink the overnight tea, and start the day's homework as usual.
 Chang Geng does not know what other people are like.
 But he didn't actually do any spring/dreams. He dreamed of a snow that could freeze people into the coffin.
 The wind of the day was like a white hair, ruthlessly passing by, the blood in the wound has not flowed out, it has already condensed into ice slag, the roar of the wolves is far and near, the smell of the malfunction is not bleeding. Astringency, a breath will break into a bite with a sweet and salty cold, Chang Geng's limbs are stiff, the lungs are burning, and I think I will have no bones in the snow.
 But no.
 When Chang Geng woke up again, he found himself being held in his arms with a big man.
 He remembered that the man was sloppy, and there was a long and painful smell in his arms. When he saw that he was awake, he did not ask anything. He just took out a jug and gave him a drink.
 I don't know what kind of wine it was. Later, Chang Geng never tasted it. I only remember that the burning knife outside the customs was not as strong. It seemed like a fire, rolling down his throat, and he ate his blood all over.
 That person is sixteen.
 The dream is too clear. The hands of the 16-shoulders in his dreams seem to be attached to the body. Chang Geng is still puzzling, isn’t that a sick man? In such a terrible ice and snow, how can there be such a steady and powerful hand?
 Chang Geng looked down at the iron wrist buckle on his wrist. I don't know what the material was made of. It was posted on the body for a night, but it was not hot at all. With the coolness of the cold iron, Chang Geng quietly waited for his heart and blood to calm down, sneered, and ridiculed the ridiculous thought of "Spring/Dream dreams of the righteous father", and then, as usual, lighted the book.
 Suddenly, there was a "rumbling" sound in the distance. The ground and the hut were shaking and swelling. It was only after I remembered that it was the "big python" of the North Tour.
 "Giant" is a large ship of more than 5,000 feet. It has two wings and is composed of thousands of "flaming wings". When the giant scorpion takes off, all the "flaming wings" spurt white steam together. If the tide is like a dream, every "flame-wing" burns a large bowl of purple gold in the inside, and there is a purple-red shimmer in the vast expanse of smoke, and it seems like a million lights.
 Fourteen years ago, Beiban bowed to Nagong. Every year on the 15th of the first month, there were dozens of giant scorpions that set off from the border towns of Dazhong Town. They each took an established route and deterred thousands of miles. The barbarians could also observe the autumn.
 In addition to deterrence and inspections, the giant scorpion is also responsible for sending the old tributes of the various northern tribes back to the DPRK, mainly "Ziliujin".
 A giant python is full of nearly a million pounds of purple gold, and the footsteps that come back are a bit heavier than when they go. You can hear the raging sound of the flamingo blowing in 20 or 30 years.
 The giants of the northern patrol set off on the first month of the month, and they only returned for half a year.
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 In the age of the Great Liang Dynasty, the lives of the people were made convenient with steam-powered machines that run on a fuel named Violetstream Gold. Chang Geng, who lived in a small countryside village, shared a distant relationship with his mother while his stepfather was away most of the year round, and the only people he was close to were two little kids, the village teacher, and his yi fu – adoptive father. But his life was flipped upside down one day following the barbaric Man tribes’ invasion, and it turned out that his entire identity had been an illusion – not only was Chang Geng himself not the country boy he thought he was, but also his mother, his teacher, and even his beloved yi fu…
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 In modern cities, aura is revived, and human beings are no longer the masters of civilization. 
 At that time, the sky could not see the sun, it was covered by birds, and the ground was stained red with blood. Human beings became food for bereaved dogs, a real hell on earth. It wasn’t until the day when a warrior with an open mind merged the demon spirit after the death of the demon beast into his dantian, humanity could avoid the fate of being annihilated. 
 Refining demon spirits, possessing the ability of demon beasts to fly into the sky and escape from the ground, a young man who originally died, because a demon beast has returned to sixteen years old. 
 That day happened to be the annual demon spirit awakening day. 
 That day, he refined an evil spirit… 
 Evil spirits, an unknown existence of evil!
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 This novel is also known as Conquer a Mountain And Become The Great KingIn the world where martial arts are respected, a warrior can open a mountain and split a rock in his hand, and can move a thousand miles between his legs. 
 On this day, a teenager took a fancy to the top of a mountain and occupied it, known as the king. 
 Since then, this mountain has become a holy place for everyone. Here, walking supremely, many beasts like dogs, known as the cradle of genius, peaceful haven… 
 God, what do I see, the Supreme is planting the land, the beast is watching the door! My opening method must be wrong…
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 In previous life, I was just a mediocre guy, and accomplished nothing.
 After reincarnation, I seize the opportunity of being a legend of the times. In this life, I am the protagonist in Tianxuan World, a great master of martial arts and a founder of making elixirs. What? You want to compete with me in weapon and equipment refining? Then, you should know the Craft God is my disciple…
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 He transmigrated and got a system but Lin Feng’s pressure is as big as a mountain.
 System main quest: Lin Feng creates a school, establishing history’s number 1 sect, Lin Feng himself becoming the number 1 founder.
 And so to become history’s number 1 founder Lin Feng started to work hard.
 “Your name is Shi Tianhao? Natural born supreme king but it was stolen by your cousin. Now being raised in a little village your father placed you in? Come come come, come with master, we’ll let those people know that justice that is owed must be returned!”
 “Your name is Xiao Yan? A genius in the past, now a loser. Your fiance even came over and humiliated you by breaking off the engagement? Come come come, come with master, we’ll let that brat know the meaning of don’t bully a youngster because he’s poor!”
 “Your name is Zhu Yi? The bastard son of a marquis, suppressed by your father. Your mother was the previous saint but she was killed? Come come come, come with master, we’ll let your dad know the meaning of the world is big, fists are… no, reason is the biggest!”
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 The Soaring Dragon Continent is a world of summons, you can only become strong if you become a summoner! Yue Yang, an average high school boy, was suddenly transported into this world. When he woke up, he was greeted with a lot of worried faces and found out that he had assumed another person’s identity. Turns out he’s the good-for-nothing third son of the Yue Family, who had just recently drowned himself because of a failed engagement. Unlike the third son of the Yue Family who was useless in summoning, Yue Yang succeeded in making a contract with a summoning grimoire on his first try, even when the other guy failed for the past fifteen years. Others would have a headache making contracts with beasts afterwards, but countless beasts tried to gain favour with Yue Yang instead, acting like a good kid before him.
 Yue Yang the brat, however, didn’t feel grateful at all: “Scram, Mythical Beasts! Do you think you are cool like that? Go away from me now, I only like beautiful summons!”
 Even when royal families approached him for his talents, the shameless brat replied, “I’m not interested in government stuff, I’m only interested in beauties!”
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 Yan Qing’s sister, who has been sent down to earth, was schemed; designed to be a miserable female character in every life.
 To save her younger sister, Yan Qing, a retired quick-transmigrator, full class man, once again set foot on the world shuttle journey to hardcore protect his sister and counterattack scumbags.
 And then … ——
 The real daughter who was kicked out of the House: sorry, my richest brother came to pick me up.
 Abandoned White Moonlight stand-in: sorry, my elder brother said you lost your throne.
 Face-slapped cannon fodder female partner: sorry, the country spoils my brother, my brother spoils me!
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 Xu Beijin is an extra in the game ‘Escape.’ His usual role is to lie on the floor to be the corpse, while observing how the Missiontakers scratch their heads to figure out a way to survive. 
 All the other extras work extremely hard as if trying to win the next Oscar’s in order to leave this cruel, despairing world; while Xu Beijin has a simple, monotonous, tedious life. 
 Until one day, he picked up a streaming system… 
 Xu Beijin’s life has been entirely upended. 
 While lying on the floor as a corpse, the audience goes “AAAAAAAH Host what’s that behind you uwuwu…” 
 While he’s reading the script out loud, the audience goes “Hehehe Beibei’s so cute acting all serious! I want to lick!” 
 While he’s working hard to figure out the truth about this world, the audience goes “Today our Bei is also the hardworking Bei!” 
 While he’s… he’s working hard dating Lin Qin, the audience goes “?!?! This isn’t the horror game stream I signed up for!” 
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 In the world of Blue Star, ferocious beasts are raging. Everyone can awaken their superpowers and have the opportunity to become a strong and powerful person! 
 ﻿However, Xu Jingming who traveled through time only had E-level powers. 
  Fortunately, the Deep Blue System appeared, and the E-level weak electricity ability was upgraded to the S-level Purple Sky Divine Thunder! 
 Not only that, every time he kills a ferocious beast, he can gain ability points. 
  Consume power points to upgrade your level and strengthen your skills. 
  "Dark Blue, give me some more!" 
  Pability points -1000, level up! Second level superpower! 
  Pability points -1,000,000, Zixiao Divine Thunder evolves! SSS level Chaos God Thunder! 
   … 
  Thus, a legend belonging to Xu Jingming was left on Blue Star. 
 ﻿﻿Tianjiao: "In front of him, I don't deserve to be called Tianjiao at all." 
 ﻿Tutor: "From artistic conception to domain to law, the speed at which his abilities advance is terrifying!" 
   Goddess: "So what if I'm cold and aloof, and I'm in love with the country? In the end, I have to kneel down..."
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 Su Xiaoxin, a comic book author didn’t make a penny out of it. But it all changed when she moved to this eight-story, old residential building. Her readers with the manuscript fees took a sudden leap.
 The readers praised her vivid imagination…
 But in fact, there was no imagination in her comics…
 She drew her real life!
 Vampires, zombies, corpses and elves are not from her imagination, but sitting face to face with her, they ate a hot pot!
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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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 This is the story of a person who transmigrated into a world with a radically different worldview.
 So different, in fact, that he is considered a female in that world!
 Cheng Nuo: What? Why did you say that I’m female?
 Author: You only have one Tintin. The males of this world have two Tintins.
 Cheng Nuo: No way! My hands are itchy… I want to cut one off!
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