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... Dust billowed into the sky as seven thousand cavalrymen surged furiously from the west. Their faces were haggard, their horses spent, yet they clung on tenaciously. Duke Alvaro, notoriously slothful, now rode determinedly at the front with his knights. The Imperium had asked for aid, and the sons of Centuria had answered.

"Ride, ride!" commanded the Duke's knights as they switched to fresh horses at intervals—a tactic borrowed from their nemesis, the western nomads. With barely a pause, ...

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With a side of heaven and paradise, from the prosperous future to return to 1995, Chen Ling inadvertently built a paradise…

Raising chickens and ducks, teasing dogs and cattle.

In his spare time, he went into the mountains to hunt for two or three days, and in his busy time, the fields were full of sweat and gold and silver.

The honey between the cliffs tastes good, and the fish and shrimp in the stream are interesting.

Fishing, picking melons, planting fruit trees.

Nest in the paradise, enjoy the landscape and pastoral songs, the pastoral scenery, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, the joy is also endless…

Also known as “Fugui Mountain Villa”.

Reminder: The first three chapters are a little bit cruel, mainly to pave the way, the five chapters get better, and the latter is mainly about farming and daily life! This is a novel about not engaging in a career, just wanting to lie down in a mountain village!

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After accidentally entering the game for six years, Bu Tian returned to the real world.
The doorbell rang and he opened the door.
A handsome young man with luggage stood outside the door.
The handsome young man opened his mouth: “Okay, I will only sleep with you for a month, and we will return to the bridge road in a month. It doesn’t matter anymore.”
Step · Single Dog · Tian: “…………………………”
After living for twenty-six years, how could I not know that I like sleeping with men? !

One sentence introduction: Phoenix Gu is given to you, love to marry or not.

CP: Bu Tian X Lantern Festival, Gao Leng abstinence drug brother attack X power is infinite moving bricks.

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1. Mainly attacking text, in the upper years, attacking is six years older than Shou, 1V1, HE!
2. Duo has no system, no skills, no backpack, but has pets, gu and martial arts.
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4. The daily update will be updated at 20:00 in the evening. If there is a delay, the author forgot to set the time!

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Bu Tian ┃ Supporting role: Lantern Festival ┃ Others: Bu Ming, Bu Yang, Jian San, Du Ge, Main Attack

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The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

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The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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