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The long-cherished wish of our ancestor Taibai, which he could not fulfill throughout his life, must be fulfilled by someone, and someone will surely go down in history! The treacherous Yingtian Mansion of Bo Yun hides many shady thoughts, or perhaps Sima Zhao's heart. Unravel the mysteries, clear away the layers of fog, and reveal the truth, but you can't see clearly the misty people's hearts. Who will distinguish between good and evil, who will bear the good causes, and who will bear the bad consequences? Small Theater "My name is Qian Shuangshuang, Shuang is my husband... Odd is Shuang's Shuang." Qian Shuangshuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, almost saying that they returned the house as husband and wife. "What about you, what's your name?" He didn't say anything, he just spread out the rice paper and wrote two straight big characters vigorously. "Nie..." " (Sounds like tree), a person should have his roots firmly established, be down-to-earth, and be strict with himself." "Oh, Nie Zhu... No, slip of the tongue!" Qian Shuang covered his mouth tightly, but it was too late.

Don't be someone else's supporting role, be your own protagonist! The end result of talking too much when she has nothing to do is to be disguised as the vicious female supporting character in the book. Lin Fengtong originally wanted to continue living her Buddhist life, but how could she live such a comfortable life? First, the man in black "passed by" inexplicably, and then he was targeted. In short, one unlucky thing happened one after another. She almost died in an accident, but was saved by a gentle man. She is a minor supporting character in the book, so she should be fine if she treats him better, and the male and female protagonists will not be involved. However, the male and female protagonists in the book were not involved, but they caused a bigger trouble. Later, Lin Fengtong realized, screw his gentleness and his honesty! A man as gentle as jade blinked his eyes innocently: Am I dishonest? Honest Bajiao. Jpg Lin Fengtong: I can fuck you.

As an unlucky kid, Xiao Xing, he somehow ended up in a cottage, a real bandit's den. Xiao Xing said, "What the hell?" Now that she's here, she'll settle down. Besides, this place seems different from the cottage she knew. Forget it, let's just stay here for now. But what's going on with you, the leader of the village? It's over, and you can't leave now even if you want to.

"The rich wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road." "Quack!" A crow made a harsh sound on a branch. It turned its head, flew down from the branch, and pecked at the rotting corpses on the ground.

The souls of the dead write death letters, and the lost country becomes the king's land. The north wind rustles, and the beautiful old people are gone. The kings and princes paid no attention to each other, the dead souls covered the loess, the cold wind howled, and there was no way back. Looking forward to the next life, don't forget each other. Because I met him while escaping from marriage, he saved me from danger many times, and my ignorant heart gradually sprouted, sprouted leaves, and blossomed. However, things in the world are unpredictable. She originally thought she could win someone's heart, but unexpectedly, because of the mystery of her life experience, her relatives left her one by one. Until she met again, things had changed and people had changed, and how fate would arrange their endings.