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Tang Empire: Iron-Blooded Returning Army

[There are lone loyalists in the northwest. Returning to loyalty and guarding the loyal soul is a history that the people should not forget. The style of writing is passionate and happy, but it does not abuse the Lord.] When Zhang Yanli transmigrated and became the second son of Zhang Huaishen, the commander of the Guiyi Army, he was in a bad mood. Because 16 years later, his whole family would die in a mutiny, and the murderer of the mutiny was still a mystery. Just as Zhang Yanli was struggling to change his fate to live a perfect transmigrator's life, he realized that there was an essay written by himself in the future on his table. The essay was about his life of fancy death. Once he chose to change, In the future, he would die in a different way. In order to change the tragic fate of himself and his family, to change the fate of the forgotten Tang people in Hexi, and to burn the unyielding soul of the Chinese people forever in Hexi! Zhang Yanli picked up the Mo Sword in his hand and led the Hexi Returning Army to swear to exterminate the Uighurs, drive away the Long family, and swallow Wenmo to restore Hexi. In the end, he led the Returning Army formed by the forgotten people to rule the world and rebuild the broken mountains and rivers that Li Tang had ruined. Since I, Zhang Yanli, am here, I will do everything I can to make the Tang stand at the top of the world, even if I have to bear the name of a tyrant!

Chuyi's Grocery Store
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warm-blooded animal

Four years ago, he was a talented ice skating youth and the most anticipated best defender in the football world, God Jan. He was a genius racer who had appeared out of nowhere two years ago, and the Qin God who had excellent strength in the sports circle. That year, he was not even 18 years old. That year, he was not even 20 years old. In the past, he never smiled. In the past, when he faced reporters, he always smiled and welcomed them. He was neither servile nor overbearing on the day he gave up the ice ball, and he was silent on the day he left the track. From then on, the ice rink lost its high-spirited youth, and the track lost its leader who flew against the wind. What kind of existence was he? She was a natural beauty who was surrounded by the opposite sex. She was always so mysterious. When he met her, there were many misunderstandings. "Do I still have a chance to get to know you again?" he asked. She looked at him coldly." I accept your apology, so let's stop here." He had fallen in love with her, and he had never left her when they were in love. "I'm fine," he said lightly. She denied," No, you're not good." He was so angry that he laughed." Why can't the little girl see me getting better?" Her beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak." Race again. I know it has always been your dream." He was so lucky that she had created many opportunities for him and given him courage that he had never had before. She always said," You're my confidence!" This was the story of youth and dreams, competition and silence, defeat and growth. No one could stand at the top forever, no one could retreat unscathed, no one was omnipotent, but one had to have a clear conscience. Humans were warm-blooded animals, but they did the most hot-blooded things!

Jangayumi
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