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Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

The Duke's family has gone a century with no daughters. When a daughter was finally born to them, she should have received all the love and pampering, but it turns out that the real daughter had been swapped at birth and taken in by a family of kind-hearted hunters. Ever since they adopted the girl, the hunters seemed to get lucky in everything—game seemed to run into the traps and nets they set, and they would find rare herbs wherever they went. Ten tears later, the Duke's family finally realized the truth that their daughter had been swapped and journeyed over a thousand miles to bring her home. After she returned to her real family, the daughter was undoubtedly spoiled rotten by every member of her family... After she grew up, Lin Qingluo excelled in martial arts and rose to the peak of the martial world. Joining the battlefield with her brothers and father, she crushed their enemies and became known as a Goddess of War, gaining countless admirers. Lord of Heavenly Secret Pavilion: Your reputation precedes you, milady—none compares to you, just as the rumors say. Chief of the Potion Valley: Your skills with medicine are extraordinary, and I defer to your expertise. I pledge my loyalty in exchange for your tutelage to practice medicine and help people. The First Prince of Qi Nation: Thank you for rescuing me. I owe you a life debt. Lin Qingluo: A clingy prince has stolen my heart, and he is all I can think about. There is no other person on my mind.

Ting Lan Listening to the Rain · โรแมนซ์ทั่วไป
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Chapter 1321: Top Secret Information, The Ninth Prince of the Demon Race_1

Qing Yuan descended like a meteor, his divine consciousness swept across hundreds of miles like radar, accurately locking onto the Demon General's wretched figure.

In an instant, he appeared before him.

"You..."

The Demon General was horrified and wanted to yell, but Qing Yuan didn't bother talking to him. He launched his Sword of Divine Consciousness and forcefully invaded the Demon General's Sea of Consciousness.

The Demon General's defenses within his Sea of Consciousness were as good as nothing, collapsing in a split second. The sword penetrated into the core area.

A large amount of top-secret information flooded in like a tide.

Qing Yuan's eyes flickered, filtering out the irrelevant thoughts and searching for the most important information.

A prince of the Demon Race?

In front of him, along with the Demon General's memory, appeared an eccentric child with red hair, who looked only three or four years old and had a three-point hint of evilness between his eyebrows.