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After killing the villain, they lived happily ever after with the Grim Reaper.
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After the legendary figure Pangu created the world, two gods emerged. One ascended to the ninth heaven, while the other fell into the eighteen levels of hell.
Each god carried out their duties, nurturing countless living beings.
The heavenly god had a beloved person whom he brought to the ninth heaven. This beloved person drank alcohol every day and lived in a drunken stupor.
He fell from the nine heavens in just one day!!!!
The heavenly god searched desperately, but fate played a cruel trick and he could not be found...
Even the god of death has something he values, but it is not a person.
Actually, it was the blaze that fell into the human world when he descended into hell. Once he gained enlightenment and took human form, he wandered around, emitting a bright fire at night, frightening many passersby. When the grim reaper discovered this, he brought the fire back to hell and personally reformed it.
But unexpectedly, the fire ran away on its own!!!
However, the human world welcomed a great fortune!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The general's wife gave birth to a Young Master who was rosy-cheeked and white-toothed. The general was overjoyed and named him "Wanqi," with the hope that he would become a person of clear reasoning and good character.
The general's original intention was very good, hoping that this Young Master would grow up to be a talented and virtuous person like the clear wind and bright moon.
At first, the general was also very serious about educating Young Master, teaching him to read and write every day, and also instructing him in martial arts because he was the son of a military family.
But Young Master is not interested in studying, but loves martial arts. In the words of Young Master: "What's the point of practicing the same few strokes every day? If it were me, I would want to wield an extremely splendid sword, with different styles every day, punishing the wicked and promoting the good!!!!" But unfortunately, he has not yet mastered the sword... At the age of seven, Young Master suddenly felt unexplained heart pain one afternoon, and when the doctor was called, it was discovered that Young Master actually had a heart disease!!!!
That's really a miserable situation!!
Now that literature and martial arts are both neglected, the Young Master has nothing to do and spends his time drinking and carousing. Today, he went to a tavern to drink and chat with some noble youths, and tomorrow he will go to the brothel to frolic with the beauties.
However, several toffs who are familiar with Song Wanqi know that although Young Master Song loves beauties, he has taken in several concubines of his age, yet he has never actually slept with any of them!!
This is really embarrassing!!!!
If this gets out, it will be a blow to the self-proclaimed "beauty killer" Song Wanqi.
Third prince is Song Wanqi's best friend, and he often gives advice to Young Master Song.
Today, Song Wanqi dressed up nicely and made an appointment with the courtesan Xunyan to lose his virginity and become a real man, a lady-killer!!! The brothel was still lively, but Song Wanqi in Xunyan's chamber appeared reserved, completely unlike his usual aggressive behavior in the brothel. At the critical moment, it was still the girl who took the initiative. After Xunyan finished her dance, she swayed her waist, gazed affectionately at Song Wanqi, and teased him with her delicate hands.
Song Wanqi Finally succumbed to the seduction of the beauty, and pressed the Seeker Goose girl under him. Just as he was about to engage in the act depicted in the erotic paintings, a man burst in at the critical moment!
Young Master Song, you've gone soft!!!!!!!!
The man hastily closed the door and rushed out, muttering, "Wrong room, wrong room!!"
The man naturally did nothing, just happily playing with the girl. But Young Master Song was never the same again... He couldn't perform!!!
After that, Young Master Song changed color when talking about the Flower House!!!!!
However, this situation did not last long, not because Young Master raised it again, but because the General's Mansion was searched by Your Majesty.
The bigger the tree, the more wind it attracts. Once the wind blows, the dirty deeds cannot be hidden...
"The Emperor's decree: General Song of Xi'an is suspected of plotting rebellion, embezzling military supplies, and misappropriating goods. His residence will be searched, and he will be demoted to a commoner. This is already a relatively lenient punishment. If not for General Song's distinguished military service, the entire household would likely be sent to the army as soldiers, and the women would be forced into prostitution. But it only took one day."
Young Master Song went from being surrounded by people to being ignored by everyone.
Apart from his close friend third prince, no one else is on good terms with Song Wanqi.
third prince Nangong Zi'an said, "They are not true friends. If they abandon you, let them go. Brother Song, you are my brother from beginning to end. You have no need to worry about family background or anything else."
Young Master Song smiled and said, "At this point, Your Highness is still my friend."
Seven days later, a divine oracle came down from the heavens: "Sincerely invite aspiring individuals from all countries to participate in the Promotion Selection. Those who pass will be granted divine power and a divine position, and will live as long as the heavens!!!!"
In fact, divine oracles are not common, and it's rare to see one for hundreds or even thousands of years, but in recent years, the frequency of their issuance has clearly increased significantly.
Of course, even so, there are still quite a few people participating.
Previously, Song Wanqi was disdainful of participating in such things, believing: "I'll live as long as I can, tomorrow is none of my concern!!"
But times have changed, and now he is broke!!!
He couldn't survive for a second without the help of Nangong Zi'an...
One cannot be so shameless. Song Wanqi decided to rely on her own abilities and signed up for the Promotion Selection.
The most important thing is that the selection includes food and accommodation!!!
Song Wanqi quickly went home to pack his few belongings, bid farewell to his parents, and now the Song Wanqi family is no longer the red brick and green tile, high-walled compound, but just a dilapidated thatched house. Mr. Song wanted to find some work, but no one recognized the once famous General Song, and he couldn't find a job. The Song family's living expenses are entirely dependent on the meager support from Mrs. Song's family, and they often go hungry.
Song's parents hope that Song Wanqi will participate in the selection. During the selection period, all registered individuals will receive various daily necessities from the family of Your Majesty. After all, if there is a real ascension, it will be a great celebration for everyone.
However, Song's parents are still distressed about their son, so they did not actively bring up the matter. Now that Song Wanqi has proposed to participate in the selection, his parents cannot bear it any longer, but they cannot overcome the hardship of life.
Song Wanqi bid farewell to his parents and hurried to the selection address. On the way, he passed by the flower building and saw Nangong Zi'an.
Nangong Zi'an is going to the flower house to flirt with a beauty again!
Nangong Zi'an also saw him, waved to him, and asked, "brother Song, where are you going in broad daylight? Today, Miss Pu Yu is coming out to meet guests, let's go watch the beauty."
Song Wanqi walked over, patted him on the shoulder, lowered his voice, and said, "You still have the nerve to say that. Since the last time I was startled by Miss Xunyan, I haven't regained my confidence. Are you deliberately trying to make a fool of me?"
Nangong Zi'an grinned and said, "Oh, I dare not, I dare not, brother Song, I know I was wrong."
"I am going to participate in the Promotion Selection today," said Song Wanqi calmly.
Nangong Zi'an exclaimed in surprise, "What?!! You're going to participate in the selection! Are you serious?!"
Now it's all good, everyone's gaze is directed at Song Wanqi, with looks of disbelief and disdain in their eyes.
Song Wanqi knocked on Nangong Zi'an's head and said, "What are you shouting about?"
Nangong Zi'an earnestly said, "I'm not saying this to you, brother Song, but the Promotion Selection has always been very dangerous. Those who participate are either outstanding in literary talent or strong in martial arts. Brother Song, you are neither literary nor martial, and you also have a heart condition!!!!!!!!"
Nangong Zi'an looked at Song Wanqi with a sense of frustration and said, "You're not participating in the Promotion Selection, you're participating in a death sentence competition!!!!!!"
"......" Song Wanqi was speechless.
Song Wanqi knew that Nangong Zi'an was looking out for him and sincerely advising him, so he explained, "Now I am just an ordinary person... My family used to be wealthy, and I have accumulated many enemies... I can't afford to treat my illness... It's better to take a chance, rather than live in vain, isn't it?"
"Nangong Zi'an snorted and said, 'Anyway, I can't argue with you. Fine, I'll go with you!!'
'What are you going to do? Is the prince unhappy?' Song Wanqi asked helplessly.
'Anyway, I spend my days wandering around the streets and alleys, surrounded by beautiful women, but it's all so boring. My father doesn't care much about me, so I might as well go with you and take care of you,' Nangong Zi'an said slowly, then he put his arm around Song Wanqi's shoulder and walked towards the registration office."
"You're not packing your luggage?!" Song Wanqi said with difficulty as she was being choked.
Nangong Zi'an laughed and said, "No need, I have money on me. I'll buy it after registering. Hahaha."
Nangong Zi'an laughed heartily and said, "May brother Song and I have good luck and obtain a divine position. Hahaha!"
Song Wanqi broke free from Nangong Zi'an's arm around his shoulder and said with a faint smile, "Alright, why fear the difficulty of becoming a god when we can just treat this as a joke!"
When the two arrived at the registration place for the selection, they were startled by the sea of people in front of them.
Standing at the front were two men dressed in white, with handsome faces and a faint golden glow emanating from them.
One of them spoke up: "Those who have entered the registration office are considered to be participating in this selection. Two people will be randomly grouped for the preliminary test."
As soon as the words fell, a light flashed before Song Wanqi's eyes, and he fainted.
Song Wanqi slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on a desk in a noisy and bright classroom of an unknown school. He blinked slowly, adjusting to the light.
The sound of classmates talking came to my ears, it was very noisy. The classmates were wearing white and blue gowns, grinning and making a lot of noise. Although it was very lively, in Song Wanqi's eyes, there was a sense of peaceful time. Since being diagnosed with heart disease, Song Wanqi has never set foot in the school again.
But in an instant, the situation changed dramatically, and the school was stained red with blood, the smell of blood was pungent. The school became dark, as if a candle that had been lit in the dark night was suddenly extinguished, leaving a sense of confusion and helplessness.
"Welcome to Promotion Selection. Complete the content of this story and answer the following question to make the right choice and strive to pass the initial test! The initial test content: violence in the private school. The question is, who is the murderer? The initial test is to be completed in teams of two. Good luck to you," said the voice of the Divine envoy just now.
As the voice fell, the candles flickered slightly, and Song Wanqi finally saw another man, like him, not wearing the court dress, standing in the sea of blood.
It was as if he was out of touch with reality.
The private school, apart from the two of them, was extremely empty. The noisy students had disappeared without a trace, and there was not a sound in the entire private school.
The man was dressed in purple, with dark snake patterns on the cuffs. His peach blossom eyes were truly charming and affectionate, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth as he looked at Song Wanqi.
Song Wanqi walked towards him, bowed slightly, and greeted him with a faint smile, saying, "Good day, brother. I am Song Wanqi, with the courtesy name Huan'an, currently 17 years old. May I know how to address you?"
The man looked into Song Wanqi's eyes and said with a smile, "So it's Huan'an. I've heard of you for a long time. I am Li Erwu, six years younger than Huan'an."
"Well... Brother Erwu, is it okay to call you that?" Song Wanqi said with a gentle smile.
Li Erwu narrowed his charming eyes and said with a smile, "Being called Huan'an is naturally the best."
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