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Bloody and tyrannical king × sick and weak poor bastard (1)

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    Shen Yan has always known that something in the dark is guiding her.

    Ever since Tong Xiaoxiao met him by chance every time, Shen Yan realized that their trajectories seemed to have been predetermined long ago.

    Wen Ling is the only variable in this world, he broke his shackles.

    The resistance and shock in Tong Xiaoxiao's eyes when he confessed to himself was within his expectations, and this is also one of the tracks of being forced.

    But this is not important, as long as his little guy can stay by his side obediently, then he can ignore this so-called trajectory.

    ......

    Wen Ling's body was feathered little by little, and his soul was slowly floating up into the sky.

    The world was frozen and stilled, and Wen Ling felt that he was starting to separate from the world.

    [Ling Ling, the first world is just your adaptation world, the following planes will become more dangerous every time, the hero's character will become more and more crazy and dark, and the plot will be more perfect than the first world. ]

    Wen Ling's expression was a little dazed: [That, that means the next world...]

    [That's right, the male lead of the next world is a big, crazy, critic! Talking too much will affect your experience of the next world, just go down and play and you will know, let's go! 】

    Wen Ling only felt a strong force on his buttocks, and then his whole soul sank straight down.

    "Ahhhh!!" Wen Ling sat up abruptly, and found himself in a dirty, dilapidated house.

    The tiles on the roof are sparse, and faint light shines into the room.

    Wen Ling was sitting on the shabby bed, wearing a middle coat, with a little cold sweat remaining on his immature and pale face.

    "Ahem..."

    [Lingling, prepare to receive memories, and I will send you the story of this world by the way. 】

    Wen Ling's head buzzed, and memories that did not belong to him flooded in.

    He was the most unfavored concubine in the prime minister's mansion, and his biological mother was a maid in the mansion, who climbed into the prime minister's bed while the prime minister was drunk for the sake of prosperity and wealth.

    The prime minister's wife was full of anger when she learned that the maidservant in her mansion was pregnant, but because she was the blood of the prime minister's mansion, the old grandmother tried her best to protect her.

    But bed climbing is a shady thing in the mansion after all, and the prime minister's wife directly left the maidservant in the abandoned corner yard after giving birth, leaving them to fend for themselves.

    The maid didn't get the glory she wanted, but was still here, filled with resentment for a while.

    Wen Ling had been abused since he was a child, until his biological mother died of cold poison when he was seven years old.

    Without his biological mother, Wen Ling's food was quickly cut off.

    Hunger drove him nowhere, so he took up the chores of the servants, trying to get a share at their meals.