Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

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  He endured the pain, looked up, the lights were cold, and there were four more shadows in the room.

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  He burst into a smile, made a force with his hands, and crawled over to the front of the boots. The ground is mottled and gorgeous.

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"Wei Chen sees my emperor, and my emperor live forever."

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"Ah!" Suddenly, a howl resounded in the quiet cell.

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"Emperor, is it Emperor?" Miao Quan opened his mouth wide, his heart was cracked, and he stared at the long body.

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"Don't you just say that you want to have a good night with your concubine, why don't you go there, but it's so noisy here." The emperor whispered softly.

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  As if all the anger was drawn away instantly, Miao's face was as dead as a pool of water stains poured from him to the bottom, and the smell of urinary dysphoria was suddenly emitted in the air.

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"What do you mean by your name?" Said the Emperor lightly.

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  He didn't go to any one person, but Zhang Jin was in a state of pride, and he painfully respected: "Wei Chen Zhang Jin."

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"It seems to be an interesting person." The emperor smiled, and the language front turned slightly. "So, Zi Jin, you have mercy. Although the flying knife is serious, but the injury is not in the vein of your heart, you say it is breeze ?"

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A young man in a green shirt walked out behind him and bowed, "Yes."

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Long Zijin was startled, and immediately knelt down, "My brother is afraid."

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"The emperor, let's just let the old man give someone off the road." The blue-blue figure who stood by his side, whispered.

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"Well."

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  Zhang Jin smiled bitterly. Once a gentleman and a courtier, the prince was the old prince, but he didn't recognize him. He did not know why Lord Lingrui let him go, let alone why the emperor wanted to kill him. However, why did Wang need a reason to kill someone?

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  cold sweat mixed with blood, slowly into the sea of ​​blood on the ground. Some jailers are still struggling, and with a sigh of relief, someone has a dead body.

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  The blue figure came to the front, like a wind.

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  He was born proud, and never asked for mercy, only glanced at Lord Lingrui to show his gratitude, and then closed his eyes tightly.

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  In the air, there seemed to be a few beards, like the thin sighs I heard before.

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  The wind of the hurricane had covered his face, and he didn't need to sting, and he died and died.

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"Gonggong Xu, please let your palm down."

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  vertigo, the devastating pressure suddenly disappeared without a trace, at the same moment that soft voice emerged from the white mantle.

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"I follow the decree of the mother."

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没 没 He is not dead! He didn't die! The ghost door closed in a circle, Zhang Jin was so horrified that he couldn't make a sound, only murmured the consciousness in his heart.

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直到 until he heard the faint laughter of the emperor. He was stunned inexplicably, and the body that had slumped on his knees on the ground had receded half an inch, and whoever died once would not be willing to experience the taste again.

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"Ali." The woman's voice came out again.

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A Li. Whose name was the princess calling that year?

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  Zhang Jin's cold sweat was dripping, his heart was in chaos and his clothes were soaked.

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Lingrui Wangye Long Zijin, **** Xu Yan, the young man named Qingfeng.

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  "Well." With a whisper, came from the throat of the man with that phoenix.

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 Yes, there is another person here with a zi in the name. But no one dared to call.

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Qing Jiadi, Long Fei Li.

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