Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The people who once knew each other fell asleep one by one.

All are the best and die without a problem, a happy and precious life.

The only remaining awakened undead, with a little regret, hopes to return to sleep as a human.

"My name is Tawil." The girl introduced herself extremely seriously: "Farewell, life outside the realm."

"Ah, farewell, Tawil."

Youth reboots the Silver Key.

The space radiates light beyond human cognition.

Memory reset.

I don't know which world line I went to.

It is worth mentioning that no world will be erased.

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"Wow, is King Qin so beautiful?"

Why am I so greedy for other people's body, so strange, do I like it?Well, I have to admit that I'm cheap first and condemn myself for five seconds.

"Fusu is a girl, and the widow swims with her. Han Feizi, who has no hatred for death, is a woman, and she didn't die at this time, and she became the teacher of the son Fusu. What kind of world line is this?"

Also, why not be surprised?I am very receptive.

Damn, why is this dagger so easy to backstab, how skilled I am.

Why does Sister Zheng's Tai Ajian seem to have a wonderful sense of intimacy?Could it be said that the sword also depends on the appearance, am I originally a handsome dog?

Why...she would accept my presence in the palace so quickly?

Why……

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In the early summer, the shadow of the setting sun and the summer leaves swayed on the slate, the distant wind blew the wind chimes in the eaves, and the reverberation echoed in the sky.

The sky after the rain washed away the dust, and the smell of earth mixed with the fragrance of summer flowers filled the air.

"What about Shang Ji, are you lazy again? Tomorrow's guards on duty can take a vacation. Shang Ji will go to the palace gate to stand guard for eight hours."

Miss Ling Shi angrily reprimanded the subordinates who had shrunk into chickens, and arranged the follow-up work to these useless idiots, then walked out of the room, completed the task assigned to her by His Majesty, and passed the letter on internal affairs through Mr. Fei by hand. Submit it to Young Master Fusu.

It's going to be night.

The footsteps of "Ta Ta Ta" accelerated a lot, and the guards and palace maids passing by Wang Ting all bowed their heads in fear when they saw the figure of the Lord, and only dared to take a bold look after the person was far away.

"Mr. Non?"

The door of the school building was wide open, but there was no one on the inside.

Miss Lingshi walked into the door, the slips were spread out, and the water in the pottery cup was still warm. It should have been just after leaving. The room was arranged in an orderly manner and there was no trace of mess, indicating that it was not because of an emergency that she left in a hurry.

After hesitating for a moment, Miss Ling Shi decided to sit down and wait for a while. After all, this booklet is extremely important, and after His Majesty's repeated instructions, she could not be neglected.

The summer night was hot and boring, and the noisy cicadas aggravated the woman's irritable mood at the moment.

An hour later, Han Fei still did not come back.

The lesson plans on the case table have been turned over many times by her, and they are nothing more than the training policy of Gongzi Ce and His Highness Fusu. The teaching plans are similar.

"Aren't you back yet?"

Miss Lingshi woke up from her nap and lost her patience a little. She lifted the teapot and poured a glass of water into the empty cup. The water had already cooled down and moistened her throat. The mountain spring water specially provided by the courtyard.

She frowned and didn't drink the remaining half glass.

Another half an hour passed, and the school was still so quiet that no one came.

Bright stars shine in the night sky, and the dim and cold white moonlight falls on the courtyard as clear as water.

During this time, the body changes.

"……cough!"

The emotionless black pupil suddenly widened, her fingers covered her chest, and she quietly dragged her clothes. The woman began to breathe quickly, her lips opened, and the frequency of her exhalation became more and more wrong.

"Aha……"

A strange pink oozes out of the fair skin, and the voice spit out is a bit strange, not like the usual indifferent voice.

"Master! Your family's students have brought you snacks. Fusu made them himself, and they are delicious."

Yan Ce carried a large bag and a small bag in each hand, followed by a poor Shang Ji who was tall but always hunched over. The same Shang Ji also carried a large bag of non-Mr. I didn't dare to be as casual as Yan Ce.

The teenager didn't hear anyone in the room responding, so he kicked the door open, only to see Ling Shi with an ugly face. Between his eyes, the teenager blinked.

"My master, so big, where did you hide?"

"Go away! Hurry up..."