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Chapter Twelve

As a natural god of game, Lu Li's five skill columns are fully open, and there are many modules filled in it. After continuous training these days, the resonance rate has been pushed to 50%.

The module of the God of Games is naturally related to the game. For example, the mark imposed on the soul traveling through is the game control mark that Lu Li thought of.

[Game control mark: Energy module·Original sin-control module·Spirit-rules module·Integration-attachment-suppression-cover-will-remote-control-transformation-life-absorbing-form module·imprint.]

[Effect: Suppress the other party's mental will, remote control and transformation of the target's body, turning the other party into his own game character!]

Although the energy in this world is generally inert, the original sin born from everyone is never short of. It can be used as energy for skills.

Lu left the room, lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and could hardly sense the person who had traveled through time according to the perception of the mark, but he was not alone in fighting. A large number of thousands of dimension eyes floating between the void acted as signal stations, helping Lu Li's skill to continue power and connect to the mark on the woman's soul that traveled through time.

"emmm, I'm..." Yan Qingyu woke up with her head covering her head, holding a bandage on her head, and looked around and found that it was an ancient and ancient room. She sat up with the bedside table, and then she found herself lying on a big bed.

"I remember, I was hit by a car. Did I travel through time?" Modern social time-travel dramas are full of time-travel articles, and even she is familiar with this routine.

The door was pushed open, and a maid dressed in came in. She looked at Yan Qingyu who woke up and quickly walked up and said, "Miss, you finally woke up. Why are you so unconscious? Isn't it just entering the palace? Maybe you are attracted to it, it's still a blessing for the family."

The maid's words once again made Yan Qingyu understand the fact that she traveled through time, which also made her heart beat. Is this the wheel of fate of history rolling in? If I enter the palace, should I choose the fourth prince or the eighth prince?

After living here for a while, I roughly understood some things. The Qing court stipulated that all the Massachusetts girls aged 13-17 must file with the Ministry of Revenue on an annual basis. When they were selected for the selection of girls, they were sent to the harem for the emperor, queen mother, and queen.

The girl who was traveling through time happened to be from the Eight Banners. She originally had a lover she liked, but there was no one in the court at home. If this continues, it would be detrimental to the family. So she sent her daughter of the right age to the talent show. The top and bottom had already handled it. She would definitely be able to enter when she entered, so she would be in a bad position.

So the girl couldn't think about it and wanted to commit suicide by hitting the wall. Naturally, she was not strong enough and the suicide was not successful, but it also gave Yan Qingyu an excuse to lose her memory.

"Daughter, don't be resentful. This is a mission that is necessary for birth in the family. After entering, perform well and be a new person." A middle-aged man with a rat tail of money said calmly, holding a teacup.

Yan Qingyu is not the original product, so he naturally has no so-called resentment. He just looked at such a cheap father's money rat tail and felt a little disgusting in his heart. He didn't know if those princes had such money rat tail. If so, he didn't know they could not control it.

"Daughter understands." With the disgust, Yan Qingyu bowed to the middle-aged man. There was nothing else during this period, but those etiquettes gave Yan Qingyu various headaches.

Her family still had some small money, and she was sent into a carriage that day and ran towards the capital.

I don’t know how long I ran to the capital and met the grassroots chiefs of this banner to arrange the order. Perhaps it was because Yan Qingyu’s family had taken care of her. She was in a relatively high position. After a while, she would be taken to the palace. After many inspections, the emperor and the queen mother were allowed to go to the scene to choose.

After a series of undescribable inspections, Yan Qingyu finally stood in the Imperial Garden. Five or six girls stood in a row, wearing flag clothes, and a sign in front of them. If they were attracted, the sign would be left behind. If they were not attracted, the sign would be discarded, and there were selections and other things behind them, and finally they would determine their place to go.

"Is the emperor coming? Will he choose me directly?" Yan Qingyu's eyes were flowing. In her fantasy, a handsome guy with a domineering middle-aged president came to her with a yin and yang head and raised her chin.

"Wait, my head hurts a little!" Yan Qingyu suddenly felt a headache, as if something was awakening, but the eunuch's call from the emperor made Yan Qingyu feel tighter, and a small plot appeared in her heart again. She fainted from a headache and fell to the emperor, showing her weakness and beauty, completely attracting the emperor.

"Rise your head!" A majestic voice came, Yan Qingyu suppressed the headache, looked up and saw a bumpy face. All the illusions were shattered, their spiritual values ​​were impacted, and the san value began to decrease.

Suddenly, his head hurts sharply. Lu Li opened his eyes and looked around. This action made the pockmark emperor frown. What's going on with this showgirl? Do you understand the rules? He grabbed the sign in front of her and threw it to the side.

After reaching out to test the surrounding environment and his own strength, Lu Li gradually understood the level of this world. Among low martial arts, he would probably be a master of the master with one or two hands.

The eunuch who was guarding the side of Emperor Mazi was at this level. Lu Li tore the side of the flag outfit and made the eunuch on the other side say dissatisfiedly: "What do you want to do? Long liven't choose you..."

It’s a pity that before the eunuch finished speaking, Lu Li shook his foot and threw out the extremely inconvenient flag shoes. The woman also wrapped her feet. The deformed feet made Lu Li feel a little uncomfortable.

Lu Li rushed directly to Emperor Mazi. The old eunuch beside him walked up, secretly vented his internal energy, and slapped at Lu Li.

"Come here, save the car! There is an assassin!!"

Someone shouted not far away, and then rushed towards Lu Li. Emperor Mazi and the Queen also quickly retreated, but they were not worried in their hearts. They were just a showgirl. If they were not selected for evil, they would still be able to make a fuss?

But the next moment, they were stunned. Where did the witch come from? He was known as the number one master in the inner world and blocked the assassination of Eunuch Li for the emperor. After the witch avoided the attack, he stabbed his palm straight, his nails pierced and pierced his neck.

"The body is still too weak!" Lu Li did not pull back his palm. The ability to absorb the game mark was activated. The old eunuch's body was visible to the naked eye, and he finally became a mummy.

"Hmm? The effect is pretty good, and you can feel something condensed..." Lu Li narrowed his eyes and reached out, snatched the Park Knife from a guard next to him, and chased Emperor Mazi with blood all the way.
Chapter completed!
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