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Chapter 816 Liu Ziye Wants to Struggle ([-])

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By the way, I have to mention that in the new dynasty, Liang Shanbo became the first champion of new subjects hand-picked by Ma Wencai Palace.

Regardless of whether there is an affair or not, Liang Shanbo's being selected for the palace examination proves that he is a beautiful jade.

Even the aristocratic clan, which has always regarded face as life, also adhered to the attitude of blending in if they can't beat it, and vowed to continue the glory in the imperial examination.

Among all the excitement, only Shengge is playing with Sun's old age.

Forget it, isn't it raising a baby...

It's okay for her to raise her for a few more years before leaving.

In the new calendar, ten years later, the new empress dowager passed away.

Everyone knows that the former master of the state and later the empress dowager was a figure full of legends throughout his life.

There is a great funeral for the whole country, and no marriage or funeral is allowed for a year.

Ma Wencai stood in front of the exquisite coffin and remained silent for a long time.

Maybe, maybe the mother just went on chasing what she wanted and what she needed.

Mother is so powerful, how could she pass away suddenly.

Just like my mother once said with a smile, she should be an existence who conquers the stars and the sea and lives with the sky.

he believe.

Without a mother, he might still be the son of a gloomy and indifferent prefect trapped in the past.

When Ma Wencai missed it, there was a figure holding a cat in his arms, appearing out of nowhere like that.

Just like Ma Wencai, he stood quietly where he was, without saying a word.

"Pass down my will, and the whole country will establish a Taoist temple for the empress dowager."

"Tao name: Shengge."

……

……

Sheng Ge, who was out of the plot, stretched long.

Compared with the world of Ci'an, this world is much simpler and easier.

At most, raising children is a bit more troublesome.

However, while troublesome, it is also fun.

"Yiyi, didn't you follow through on the hands-off shopkeeper too thoroughly?"

Whose system is so tired, it doesn't even bother to brush up the sense of existence.

"Shengge, there is a mission world that I have to accept."

Yi Yi's tone was somewhat dignified.

Hearing this, Sheng Ge put away his hippie smile and continued to listen to each other.

"This world has a special, referred to as immersive experience."

"This mission world has existed for a long time, but no one can break it. It seems to be an infinite loop."

"Rather than fulfilling the original owner's long-cherished wish, it is better to say that he is fighting against human nature and making the final decision."

"Liu Ziye."

"Since he was a child, no one taught him what is shame, what is evil, what is love and hate, what is right and wrong."

"In other words, this is a person who is born with no concept of right and wrong, good and evil."

"So, even if he was killed, he didn't realize where he was wrong."

"Shengge, this mission must be accepted."

Liu Ziye...

Hearing this name, Shengge frowned subconsciously.

Unlike the other characters she picked up, Liu Ziye is an undisputed, out-and-out tyrant and fool.

Cruel, violent, fatuous, brutal, unethical, taking pleasure in killing and humiliating others.

He can kill his uncle who is connected by blood while laughing and cursing.

You can also hang out with the same father, sister, and aunt of the same clan without changing your face.

You can even invent all kinds of abnormal games with peace of mind.

It can be said that Liu Ziye is a violent and innocent emperor.

Would such a person actually have a wish?

Talking about Liu Ziye may be unfamiliar to some people, but if it mentions Shanyin Princess Liu Chuyu, many people may be familiar with it.

It's like Liu Song's blood, destined to have lustful and brutal genes.

"Shengge, it's not a wish."

"Liu Ziye has been doing what he wants all his life, and he never feels wrong."

"To be more precise, this world is like a huge world built by Liu Ziye on his own. What the tasker has to do is to completely become Liu Ziye and experience everything he has experienced."

"Full-body, immersive devotion."

"That is to say, when you enter this world, you are just Liu Ziye."

Corrected one by one worriedly.

Shengge raised his eyebrows, how could Liu Ziye have such ability and luck?
How can He De He can.

"Shengge, in this world, don't take it lightly."

"If it's light, it will repeat itself infinitely in the world, and if it's heavy, the foundation of the Dao Heart will collapse."

Shengge nodded.

If she had to accept a character, then she would have no room for her to consider and choose.

If there is no room for choice, then fight for a chance in the midst of all difficulties.

"Ready?"

If you can't do it well, you can do it well. At worst, find out Liu Ziye who is behind the scenes and crush him to death.

Even if by chance, by accident, he has the ability to build a dream world, but it doesn't mean he can't be killed.

The moment Shengge entered the mission world, he completely lost his memory and consciousness, and became the real tyrant of the Southern Song Dynasty, Liu Ziye.

Oh, no, he is not a tyrant at this time, just a poor little one.

"Hurry up and grab it, why not grab it."

"That's right, didn't I tell you that only if you snatch it is yours, can you have food?"

A small figure, about three or four years old, with loose hair like weeds, crumpled clothes, and clearly visible footprints.

If you look closely at the clothes, you can vaguely see that the texture is luxurious.

This child was like a homeless puppy, crawling on the ground, listening to the voice in his ears, doubts flashed in his big and bright eyes.

Well, if you like it, you have to grab it.

If you want to eat, you have to grab it, or you have to go hungry.

I saw the child, desperately rushing towards the eunuch who was carrying the lunch box, but the eunuch seemed to have missed his hand, and the lunch box fell to the ground.

The steamed buns that were about to mold just rolled on the ground, covered with dirt and stones.

But the child seemed to be invisible, picked up the steamed bun, put it in his arms, and ran towards the dilapidated and desolate palace not far away.

There was endless laughter and ridicule behind him.

But the child turned a deaf ear and didn't even have any emotional ups and downs, as if he couldn't tell what those sneers and sarcasms meant.

In the dilapidated palace, there was a young woman who was dressed plainly but was still clean and tidy. The woman held a small baby in her arms, and a little girl about seven or eight years old stood beside her.

Seeing the child running back into the palace, the little girl looked worried, while the young woman had a complex expression, with a serious, faint and deep disgust flashing across her face.

"Master, have they hit you again?"

"They are really too much. When the father comes back, he will definitely kill them."

The little girl gently patted away the footprints on the child, and said angrily.

kill them?
Hearing these four words, the child's emotions finally had a slight ups and downs.

Would I be able to live a better life by killing them?
Such thoughts flashed by, and then, the child took out the steamed buns he had worked so hard to get back from his arms, and handed them to the young woman in front of him with a smile on his face.

"Mother, eat."

"Sister, eat."

If you don't eat, you will be hungry.

(End of this chapter)