Detective Ghost Empress - Chapter 396: Get lost

“Who are you lady?”

“How rude I am the goddess of reincarnation!”

A normal young man found himself surrounded by thousands of gods who were observing him silently.

“Shit... did I die?”

“yes... I know it must be hard-”

“LET'S GO GIVE ME MY HAREM AND OP ABILITIES LET ME EXPERIENCE COCKY EGOTISTICAL PEOPLE WHO WILL CALL ME TRASH NO MATTER HOW MUCH I PROVE I'M OVERPOWERED!!!”

Dead silence... Thousands of gods were left speechless.

“ok give me my system or infinite magic or unique bloodline or whatever”

Hearing what the young man said thousands of gods burst into laughter.

“I the God of strength will give you my system”

“I the God of life will give you my system”

“I the God of archery will give you my system”

Every single god gave the young man their system/power causing a unique system to be made just for him.

[Supreme System]

1
Ji Zheng penetrated into a danmei article, the protagonist attacked, loved and killed three million words, and he was just a ruthless and arrogant cannon fodder tyrant.
The tyrant is not easy to be, and it is difficult and tiring to be surrounded by tigers and wolves. At any rate, as long as the character is not broken and the tyrant plays the plot well, he can wait for the protagonist to rebel against the usurpation, and drive him out of power and seal him as an idle prince.
Ji Zheng rubbed his hands together, expressing that he was looking forward to retirement.
Seeing the protagonist attack the palace banquet to discuss matters.
The tyrant is secretly excited, yin and yang strangely: Oh? Your Majesty is hiding something from me.
I saw that the protagonist Qiu Hunting came out on top.
The tyrant greatly admired it, and sneered: “The lord is good at it, so let’s reward him with a white jade crown.”
2
Mingci Yue is the only prince in the dynasty, the emperor’s uncle with different surnames who is not related by blood.
The young emperor above the golden hall, with white skin and red lips covered by the robe of Zhu Gong, his face is gloomy, and he is as noble as a fairy. The more Mingci lowered his head, retracted his gaze, and pressed the unspeakable desire to the bottom of his eyes.
But suddenly I heard a naive voice, “The dragon chair is so awkward, my butt hurts, who will help me!”
“When do I get off work, the air is so quiet, no one hears my stomach growl…”
He looked up in surprise, and met the cold, frosty gaze.
This time, I heard the voice of my heart more clearly.
“The hat is so heavy, the neck is about to break, when will the prince usurp the throne, I can’t bear it for you!!”
Ming Ci’s lips curled more and more, he was a powerful minister of the wolf son, with great ambitions, so big… he wanted to pull the aloof emperor into his arms on the spot.

1. The acting school is really salted fish and a pseudo-tyrant is attacked by *paranoia, black belly, mind-reading emperor
2. Su Shuang has no logic due to the attributes of the heartthrob, and the dynasty is empty orz
3.1v1, he, 9/6
4. Attacking and receiving are not related by blood, not on a household registration book, focus on
5. Want to see the guide of the small theater of copywriting Chapter 25

Content tags: The court marquis has a soft spot, sweet text, wears books
Search keywords: Protagonist: Ji Zheng, Ming Ci Yue ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:
One sentence introduction: I can’t stand for the protagonist
Purpose: learn to think in a different position, be considerate of the other person’s mind, and cherish the other person and yourself in an appropriate way

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Gun was pointed in her direction, straight into her heart with horror evident on her stunned face.

A smirk landed on the man's face when he answered back, “You have two options, Ms. Jennifer, either you die at this point or…escape with me!”

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But later in her life, she discovers that whom she considered a threat all along, was her helping hand who tagged along for a very long period.

Moreover, with this stranger, she walks on the path of unveiling all the truths that were hidden deep in the grave.

*SneakPeak*

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A dangerous smirk passed by his lips when he asked, “Like what you see, Ms. Taylor?”

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At last, as per her wish, he wore the bathrobe and turned around to come to main point, “What do you wish to ask?”

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