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At Tianjin Station, Du Ruo was blocked on the platform by Pei Heng and became his eighth concubine. She is the eighth. The first seven each have their own secrets. She hated him for marrying her by force, hated his overbearing possession, and hated him for blocking her way to study. He even took away her school badge: "I will give it back to you when you are willing." He smiled to make her hate him and turned around to block all the open and hidden arrows for her. In this man-eating handsome manor, he was the only one who could protect her. She escaped once and he caught her once. He killed someone in front of her-- Blood splashed on her face, and he reached out to wipe it away for her: "Run, why don't you run?" Until Japanese artillery fire blew open the city gate. The Du family's Yu Gong Stone Scripture, the Pei family's military power, the true faces of the seven concubines - everything was revealed in the smoke. He finally returned the school badge to her. Then turned around and walked into the battle where she could no longer wait for his return. She guards a piece of jade, and he guards a city. He used one death to return her thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. She hated him for three years, down to her bones. He was the bastard she had hated for three years and the hero she would never see again in her life.

[This is a story that happened to a female bandit and a male county king] Yan Qi, the head of the Yuanbaoshan Mountain who is still unmarried at twenty, meets his true destiny who falls from the sky during a robbery? What kind of bizarre life experience does the most powerful vassal state, the Southern Jin Dynasty, have one person less than ten thousand people? What kind of bizarre life experience does it hide? ... "I hope the breeze will accompany the bright moon, and I only hope that you and I will never be separated. Jiang Yu, this is my heart." She blinked, "Do you like it?" Like. He heard himself say. "This is a peacock! Jiang Yu, you stand on this street like a proud peacock." He smiled inwardly, it was obviously a bird. "I'm with you. I'll be with you wherever you go." He asked softly in his heart, Yan Qi, will you really stay with me forever? ... At the entrance of Wanshi Cave, the wind was still howling, and she cried: "I won't leave! If you want to leave, you can go by yourself." If you want to go, go by yourself-- Why? He screamed, and her figure got further and further away... The person who kept saying that she liked him, stayed with him, and wanted to marry him, slapped him hard on the wound! He didn't look back when he left.

The two tribes of immortals and demons have been at the same level for thousands of years. As a disciple of the Immortal Sect, I will kill demons and protect the right path in this life. But he never thought that on that fifteenth full moon night, he would be killed by his junior brother... I stood on the bank of the Wangchuan River, looking sadly at the blood-red sea of ​​endless mandala blooming flowers, looking up to the sky and sighing! Junior brother, junior brother, you and I are both from the Immortal Sect, but you have hidden yourself so deeply in the past hundred years? Are you... A monster? ! The sky has eyes, I was reincarnated with my memories! Fifteen years later, when I climbed Mount Dai again, I didn't expect that the little monster brother who killed me turned into my cold-faced master. Hahaha... I sneered! Great, great, great, see how I can tear apart your true identity as a monster and avenge you for killing me in the previous life. Later-- "Master, it's been three hours, can I rest?" He closed his eyes to rest, without raising his eyelids: "Practice for another three hours." "Madman, you were never like this before..." He suddenly opened his eyes and flashed in front of me in an instant. The ink in his narrow black eyes was surging, as if he could see through my soul. His cold voice was a bit hoarse: "What do you think the original me... Is like?" His long eyelashes lowered his eyes, and his black hair brushed under his high nose, half-covering his soft-lined face that exuded a dark temperament. I looked at him so close, and a breath of cold fragrance came to him, and I couldn't help but stretch out my arms to wrap around his neck. Ah, handsome man! His breath was hot, and a stream of blood spurted out! How can you take revenge when you are so worthless?