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Farm Girl's Manor

[Farming]+[Space]+[Heartwarming]+[Prosperity]+[Defeating Scum] Mo Yan, reduced to ashes by an explosion, was reborn in ancient times, becoming a little farm girl on the run from famine! Above her, a kind and handsome Scholar father - not bad! Below her, a lively and adorable pair of younger siblings - very good! But really, she felt like dying all over again, you know? On the run, going without food, drink, or shelter was one thing, but to always guard against bad guys who might capture her to fill their bellies was another! Luckily, her upgradable Space from the previous life followed her, but what the heck - that amazing Space with mountains, water, and meat to eat had been formatted! Faced with a desperate situation, Mo Yan reignited her fighting spirit: So what if it's formatted, I'll still make a fortune and build my wealth right at the foot of the Imperial City! Carving out mountains, planting orchards, buying shops, building houses... not one less! But... there are so many green-eyed troublemakers! Your farm is yours? Here, I'll trap you to death without discussion! Want to be my stepmom? Fine, I'll send you a bunch of widowers! Mother looking for you? Here, take the divorce papers, keep them, don't thank me! ... What? A handsome man is proposing? Uh, this... should I throw myself at him? PS: 1. Insist on farming without wavering + atypical domestic skirmish + no palace intrigue 2. The writing style is fairly serious, and values are normal (not excluding the occasional whimsy of the author) Links to completed works: [Abandoned Farm Girl: A Beautiful Countryside] Link: http://read.xxsy.net/info/527965.html [The General's Legitimate Daughter Not to be Messed With] Link: http://read.xxsy.net/info/473776.html

Dusk is cold · Histoire
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Chapter 617: The Mighty Red Python (2)_1

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Seeing how futile the pursuit was, with a distance of four or five li separating them, the leader with the scarred face viciously spat on the ground and cursed through gritted teeth, "Damn it, they're running too fast. Even if we ran ourselves to death, we couldn't catch up! Third Brother, quickly notify the men ahead, they must hold those people down, otherwise our brothers don't stand a chance at survival!"

"Yes, Big Brother!" The man called Third Brother hurriedly responded, taking out two tubular objects from his waist and lighting the fuses on top with a fire match stick.

All of a sudden, the moment they were lit, two dazzling lights shot upward with a whoosh, piercing into the high sky dozens of feet above, instantly streaking through the pitch-black night.