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Urban Evil Dragon Ascension

You owe me a future.

Nine Suns Judge

In the first month of summer, the sun is in Bi, the sun sets in Yizhong, and the sun rises in Wunuzhong. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Yandi, and its god is Zhurong. Its insect is feather. Its note is Zheng, and its rhythm is Zhonglü. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove god, and its lung is sacrificed. Crickets chirp, earthworms come out, king melons grow, and bitter herbs bloom. The emperor lives in the left side of the Mingtang, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears a red robe, and wears red jade. He eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and rough.

I can actually live forever

When Wang Ziyou went to thank Wan, Lord Lin was already there, looking at him with great respect. The king said, "If Mr. Lin had both his hair and beard intact, would his spirit and appearance be even better than this?" Xie said, "The lips and teeth are interdependent and cannot be separated. What do hair and beard have to do with spirit and appearance?" Mr. Lin was very unhappy. He said: "Today I entrust you two wise men with my seven-foot-tall body."

I really just want to be an artist

It is said in the past: When Prime Minister Wang crossed the Yangtze River, he only taught three principles: to have no sorrow or joy in voice, to keep in good health, and to express one's thoughts fully. However, the winding path of life is everywhere.

The Struggle of a Three-No Girl