Madam Is A Sensational Figure In The City - Chapter 125: Zhuang Heng Is Your Person Now

Transversing the wizard world, bound to the Wizard's Life Simulator.

[Do you want to start the life simulation?]

[Simulation has ended, please choose your reward!]

[Retain Realm] or [Retain Technique]

A wizard simulator, blasting through the world from scratch!

Starting from the subcontinent, dominating the Wizard Realm and endless planes.

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[Wizard Style] [Simulator] [No Main Character Bullying] [Decisive and Ruthless]

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As a wandering soul trapped in endless cycles of reincarnations, Claus must decide what to do in his current life.

Living as a concubine’s daughter in her previous life, He Danggui got herself and her daughter tortured and killed by her family and Princess Zhou, while her husband, Lord Ning, allowed them to do so for a secret.

After reborn as a child, she swore to hold back her kindness to the villains. How did she survive in a family with various secrets and conspiracies? Who would be her final choice? The love of her previous life or a new lover who could offer her a happy and simple life?

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Let someone else go to war, you, lucky Austria, go get married! What the god of war can give you, the god of love can also give you.

The smoke of the Napoleonic Wars has dissipated, and the Vienna system that once brought peace to Europe is riddled with holes. Beneath the seemingly peaceful appearance, there is a vortex of the times with undercurrents, the tranquility before the storm.

The air is filled with the steaming mist of sweat, and the choking black smoke makes it hard to breathe. On the elegant dining table, a group of soldiers and fat men in suits are pushing each other, feasting on the feast called the world, hanging on the wall Van Gogh’s self-portrait with waltz in his ears.

Suddenly the music turned into a march, and the picture also turned to the battlefield. Soldiers marched in a neat line, walking towards the machine gun barbed wire.

A shell fell on the ground, and after the smoke passed, countless cavalry rushed to the artillery position.

Accompanied by a loud noise, a wooden plane flew close to the ground, then pulled up rapidly, broke through the clouds, and shone brightly.

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