The Mad Dog of the Duke's Estate - Chapter 123

Mu Yu, who had just started university, unintentionally downloaded a mysterious hand tour and was brought to a strange and bizarre world, becoming the first player of the ‘Mystical World’.

By chance, Mu Yu joined an ancient sect that had declined for a thousand years. He successfully repaired the sect’s supreme technique, the Secret Manual of Space and Time, and became its spacetime descendant.

After three months, players officially logged into the Mystical World game. Mu Yu was already the pride of South Sky.

Two years later, when the players had grown up, Mu Yu had already become the most dazzling Saint under the starry sky.

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At the foot of the Misty Cloud Mountain, a young girl in a white dress nestled in Mu Yu’s embrace as she cried, “I, Nalan Yanran, would rather die than marry that young master of the Xiao family. I only wish to marry you in this life.”

“Ding!” You have successfully triggered a 3-star mission! to help Nalan Yanran go to the Xiao family to end the engagement! ”

“Wait a minute, this script isn’t right. Can’t we just not do it?” Mu Yu felt like crying.

“Either way! Either die! ” The System pulled out a 10m long broadsword.

“Stop, can’t I do it…” Mu Yu submitted.

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Wendy Waltz, a diehard anti romantic! Though born as royalty, she had been neglected by her father and bullied by her stepmother and younger sibling. To make this worse, she had been betrayed by her lover. She throws away her royalty and name and starts anew with a new name and a strange power! But who is this Head of the Imperial Guards, Lard Shroder, who keeps appearing beside her?

To sum up in a sentence, *slag men **washing white daily, transmigrating to different worlds to wash white, and the goal is to become a good man!

Note:
*Slag men refer to men who play with women’s hearts aka scum.
**Washing white means to come clean, fix up your life.

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The dojo is located in Yunzhong Mountain, and there are halls and fields.

Sitting under the ginkgo tree in leisure time, looking at the dust and clouds in the distance,

Hoe the ground and listen to the sound of springs, forge swords by the fire,

Food and clothing are up to oneself and God,

I don’t know the end of the cold year;

When the robbery comes, you have to go to the lower reaches of the mountain to watch the bitterness and sweetness of the world.

It’s hard to keep injustice in your eyes, and you don’t like to show it in front of others.

The gourd of wine at the waist is deep, and the light of the sword behind the back is cold,

Not for fame, not for money,

Be a free spirit.

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