MTL - The Cultivation Of The Maid - Chapter 87 Allure Huakui is a female officer

Liang Yi transmigrated into the book, and became the vicious widow in the farming novel, the kind of 18th-line cannon fodder.

The original owner was good-looking, but vulgar and pungent. He bullied his younger uncle and beat and scolded his two stepson all day long.

What’s worse is that her brother-in-law is Zhou Zhongming, the hero of this book, and he is also a ruthless character who holds vengeance.

Bear the humiliation now, wait for him to come to be an extremely human minister, remember how this sister-in-law abused him and his nephew

——Liang Yi felt chilly on her neck.

No sooner had the male protagonist returned home, his eyes turned red: You wicked woman, I will definitely divorce you for my brother!

But what’s even more tragic is that just as she was about to play the tender route to gain the male lead’s favor, she was reminded by the angina pectoris

——For the sake of her life, she can’t even destroy the human design!

Liang Yi had no choice but to follow the plot, playing the role of the vicious stepmother and the mean and vulgar widow.

By the way, she also made preparations to get off the assembly line on time, and quietly revitalized her vest.

But who knew, the letter of divorce did not arrive for a long time, and the hero became a general but gave her a dowry.

Liang Yi: The male protagonist, please show some respect, I am a vicious female supporting role!

Zhou Zhongming: I know you are a goblin, marrying you is the only way to eliminate harm for the people!

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Teotihuacan, a sacred place of worship. In the vast world, feel the quaint and desolate ancient city, and the eagle cries and the leopard roars are chasing away.

Go back to Central America 700 years ago, when the Aztecs were very prosperous.

The priests stood at the top of the pyramid of the sun. One hundred thousand warriors covered the entire wilderness. fluttering. The high priest held his hands high, and the obsidian dagger gleamed in the sun, drawing a cruel and gorgeous arc, bringing the cycle of life back to the earth. Tens of thousands of cheers sounded, with the reverence of the ignorant era.

This was a gift dedicated to the sun god, in return for the sacrifice of the gods in creating the world.

Solemn sacrifices from sunrise to sunset, all-night revelry ignited the whole night, and so on for a hundred years, until white-skinned terrors came from the east coast, bringing blood, thunder, monsters, and disease.

Doomsday, as legend has it, or the end of the Fifth Era?

How can a traveler, in this fierce era, inherit the legacy of two thousand years of ancient Mesoamerican civilization, resist the invasion of Western colonizers with an immortal soul, and lead the ancient Aztec civilization to a new path ~~

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When Li Xianyu was 20 years old, he received his father’s inheritance, an 18-year-old great-grandmother who was incredibly beautiful.

Li Xianyu: “Great-Grandma, why are you so young?”

Great-Grandma: “That’s because I died when I was 18 years old.”

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