About Guang Ling, Supporting Spirit Hall and Crushing Tang San

103 把 I Regard You as a Brother, but You Actually Want to Kidnap My Daughter! Meet a Celestial Beauty in My Dreams355k WordsCompleted 1.2kReads7.3Score125Shelves

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If you like other good-looking ones, go to my bookshelf 1

104 龙 The Legend of the Dragon King: Huo Yuhao, Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult Reflecting the Sun and the Red Moon261k WordsCompleted 1.8kReads5.8Score117Shelves

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Start reading the first book from Chapter 10 [Sending Hearts]

106 综 Variety Film and Television: I Draw a Pie for the Male God Ouyang Ye451k WordsOngoing 2.4kReads5.8Score115Shelves

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These are all, and I plan to write them myself, the heroine of Dou Yi is enshrined in the Wuhun Palace, the heroine of Dou II is the right protector of the Holy Spirit Cult (privately established), and is a heartthrob.

107 综 A Refreshing Handbook for Supporting Roles in a Variety of Roles Bobtail Mud Cat2.5M WordsOngoing 13.3kReads7.7Score345Shelves

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They are all on the side of Wuhun Palace, and they all write about Guang Ling. Among them, Guang Ling, who has many CPs, is one of the CPs, as well as Guang Lin and Qing Luan.

111 穿 After Entering Slay the Gods, I Fell in Love with the God of Time Ke Shu326k WordsCompleted 2.4kReads8.1Score319Shelves

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❣️The young man is full of passion; the young man is high-spirited. The young man is determined to serve his country; the young man is old. Just a few sentences, but it is a book-telling routine that Wang Mian, the leader of the Masked Special Team, has been ruined in the street. Jiang Li accidentally entered the world of God-killing and met Wang Mian in his teenage years. From then on, he accompanied him all the way through all obstacles. As we get along with each other day by day, can the occasional earthy play touch the heartstrings of the God of Time...

117 斗 Douluo World Blue Snowflakes Bloom Bonding Heart189k WordsCompleted 27Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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①The heroine is Qian Renxue's sister, and she is on the side of Wuhun Palace [Thinking] Tang San, the protagonist's torture group, is waiting for him. Tang San asked you to cause trouble. This time he kicked an iron plate, right? [Sneaky laugh]

133 银 Silver Feather Confused in All DirectionsEastern Fantasy166k WordsCompleted 59Reads—Score—Shelves

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There are many more in the bookshelf

143 废 A Useless Martial Soul? I Defy Heaven's Will, Evolve, and Shock the World The White Dragon Is No DragonEastern Fantasy7.1M WordsOngoing 237.3kReads9.5Score18.1kShelves

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This straight one is super good-looking. Although it's not like Tang San Xiaowu, it's really super good-looking if you have a teacher. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

144 青 The Legend of Qingluan Jiang XueAncient Romance431k WordsCompleted 34Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Move to the bookshelf

148 重 Rebirth Devours the Changes in the World of Immortal Cultivation Fishing Alone in the Cold River and Remembering the Solitary ShadowEastern Fantasy295k WordsCompleted 4Reads—Score—Shelves

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Emperor Chongzhen stood up and slowly walked towards the eldest princess. He gently stroked her hair and said softly: "Children, my father is sending you to a safe place. You will not suffer anymore." Zhu Aona raised her head, her eyes full of confusion: "Father, where are you going?" Emperor Chongzhen gritted his teeth and drew the sword from behind. His hands were shaking, and the tip of the sword shone coldly in the candlelight. He whispered: "Go to a place without pain..." Zhu Yurao took a step back in horror, tears welling up in her eyes: "Father, no!" Emperor Chongzhen's tears finally burst, and he choked and said: "My son, forgive my father. My father cannot let you fall into the hands of the enemy and be humiliated..." He raised his sword, closed his eyes, and dropped the sword in his hand. Zhu Yuluo's body slowly fell, and her dress was dyed red with blood. Emperor Chongzhen fell to his knees and cried bitterly. The little princesses screamed in terror and ran away. Emperor Chongzhen wiped away his tears and stood up, with a trace of determination in his eyes. He caught up with the little princesses and whispered: "Children, don't be afraid, it won't hurt soon..." He raised his sword again, and the cries and screams of the little princesses echoed in the palace, which was unbearable to hear. After dealing with his daughter's affairs, Emperor Chongzhen dragged his heavy footsteps to the residence of his concubines. The concubines had already learned about the war outside, and they were horrified. Emperor Chongzhen returned to the Qianqing Palace, slumped on the dragon chair, and burst into tears again. He looked at the empty palace and murmured to himself: "I... What did I do wrong? Why did Ming Dynasty end up like this?" His thoughts drifted to the past, recalling the days with his family, the smiles of his daughters, and the tenderness of his concubines. He whispered: "I... I'm sorry for you..." Emperor Chongzhen wiped his tears, stood up, picked up a pen and wrote a suicide note on the dragon case: "I am not the king of the subjugation of the country, and all the ministers are the ministers of the country. After my death, let thieves divide my body and do not harm the people." He put the suicide note on the dragon case, turned around and walked out of the palace, leaving a dead palace. In the Forbidden City, the night becomes darker and darker. The maids and eunuchs hid in the corner in fear, not daring to make a sound. The drums of the rebel army are getting closer and closer, as if announcing the end of an era. Emperor Chongzhen's figure gradually faded away in the night, and his heart was filled with despair and helplessness. He didn't know where he would go, but he knew that the end of the Ming Dynasty had come.