King - Chapter 1416 - 269, Reform_2

System: You are the hero, go and capture that cute girl, she is the heroine.
Male lead: I have a fiancee, so I can’t cheat.
System: The heroine has appeared, she has been reborn now, you go to attack her.
Male lead: The female lead was so badly harmed by the male lead in her previous life, let her go in this life.
system:……

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One-sentence introduction: The male protagonist is difficult to do, so don’t do it.

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Gu Yanfei was reborn.

In her last life, only after her death did she find out that she was a real daughter in a book of true and false daughters.

The original female protagonist, Fake Daughter, is the daughter of luck. She occupies a magpie’s nest and is loved by thousands of people. She is the eyeball and heart of the Gu family, stepping on her Gu Yanfei’s flesh and blood for a lifetime of honor.

In that lifetime, Gu Yanfei lived and died unclearly.

After her death, she was reincarnated into the realm of self-cultivation and became a medical practitioner. She didn’t want to, but after practicing for two hundred years, she was struck by a thunderbolt back to her previous life.

Back to the time when the true and false daughter’s life experience was revealed.

When the real daughter came back, everyone in the Hou residence laughed at her with no ink on her chest and a straw bag.

But I don’t know that Gu Yanfei is now a full-level rebirth!

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Oliver Patrick, the Greatest General in Stormfront's history has a secret - a secret not many know. They think that his Iron WIll was built overnight. They know not the path of suffering he walked, as the slave Beam, to reach his destiny as King, and then Emperor.This is that story. A true story, of progress, struggle, hardship and strength. A story of greatness achieved without a system. A story of how one unknown boy's struggle transformed a continent forever.//ExtractThe arm dropped to the floor, as did the head. Spear points raced past the falling corpse as the goblins sought to take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention. But the tide had already shifted. The equilibrium that had kept the battle going for so long was shattered. With no bruiser to take care of their front lines and distract his attention, the goblins in front of him were no match for his speed.He employed his misdirection as he normally might, feigning the same backwards step that he had practised over and over, before leaping forward, catching the goblin off guard, twisting his body to avoid its spear and forcing his blade into its throat.It let out a high-pitched squeal as it dropped its spear and attempted to stem the tide of blood that was spurting from the wound. The goblin next to it squealed too, in fear this time, as its eyes widened, seeing two of its comrades dealt with so easily in quick succession. Beam saw it take a backwards step, as it attempted to turn and run away. But he was on it before it had a chance. He wrapped his arm around its neck and drove a sword through its back.Rather than let the corpse fall to the floor as he normally might, he held onto this one, enduring its death throes. Once life had finally left its body, he shifted it into place as a meat shield. Two arrows thudded against it, almost piercing it straight through. But the time they reached Beam the momentum was entirely gone – though they touched him, they did not even pierce his clothes.Slowly, with his meat shield in place, Beam advanced on the remaining goblins. They both shared a glance with each other as they dared to fire another volley, before turning on their heels and attempting to sprint away.“Stay,” a brief moment of eye contact, and one of the goblins was rooted in place. Beam tossed his shield aside and picked up a spear instead. With a twist of his hips and shoulder, the spear went soaring, impaling the running goblin straight through its stomach. Its bow fell to the ground, as strength left its hands. It then fell to its knees, before falling face down to the floor, pushing the spear back through itself.