He was killed by the person he once trusted, but now Li Xiao only had hatred for Yuan Zhao!

Recovering from his senses, Li Xiao's eyes moved slightly, and his voice was filled with a hint of danger, "Why is it me? Why did he choose me?"

108 trembled gently.

[Host! Host! Our matching degree is as high as 100%, and we are the chosen partner!]

[I will set the most perfect goal of becoming stronger for the host and help the host complete the revenge plan.]

[As long as the host can complete all tasks, he will have a chance to make a wish! If you want to return to your original body, you can also be reborn again!]

“Rebirth?”

Li Xiao sneered: "I'm not interested, I'll be reborn this time."

"But make a wish." Her voice was arrogant and alms-giving, "It's a try."

Li Xiao was indeed a little curious about the system.

There is really such a magical thing in this world that can not only resurrect people but also satisfy any wish?

The General's Mansion of the Cavalry.

Li Xiao stopped the excited horse in front of the magnificent mansion, looking at the building that was completely different from the North, holding the reins tightly in his hand.

From now on, Li Xiao, the first female general in the North, has died. In this world, there is only Zhong Li Miaomiao, the mansion of the Southern Cavalry General!

The door slowly opened, and came towards him a man who was about forty years old, with a strong face, tiger eyes and sword eyebrows, and a spirited spirit.

It was the general of the cavalry, Zhongli.

Zhong Li Miaomiao didn't expect that as soon as he stepped into the mansion, he met Zhong Li unexpectedly.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and her body was nervous unconsciously tense.

Zhongli is considered a powerful general in the southern country.

When she was Li Xiao, she had fought with Zhongli twice on the battlefield, and the strength of both sides was equal.

Facing her opponent on the battlefield in the past, she was almost out of physical instinct and immediately became alert and stared at Zhongli.

Zhongli was not aware of Zhongli Miaomiao's thoughts, but instead noticed the blood on his younger son's clothes at a glance.

The originally gentle expression suddenly changed.

He came to Zhong Li Miaomiao in a few big strides, with a fierce look in his eyes and a very strong voice, "Son! Who hurts you? I will beat him up!"

There is also a compatriot sister above Zhongli Miaomiao, who is nine years older than her.

Married out early.

Although Zhongli is usually a big and thick-sized person, he is quite fond of Zhongli Miaomiao, the only youngest son who is still at home.

Zhong Li Miaomiao hurriedly grabbed his father, "Hey, dad, dad, maybe it's okay, maybe it's okay, I've avenged this injury! I won't bother you."

Perhaps influenced by the original body, the 'Dad' screamed, and there seemed to be no discomfort.

Zhongli looked serious with his face, and his thick eyebrows looked at his younger son tightly, blurting out, "You can't carry your shoulders and your hands on your daily basis. How can you beat others? Are you really not lying to your father?"

Zhong Li Miaomiao suddenly felt ashamed.

Don’t blame Zhongli’s impression of his “youngest son” in his heart.

Because her original mother felt that she was treated injustice by Zhong Li Miaomiao, she asked her to pretend to be a man for the sake of her family business.

Therefore, he has been particularly spoiled by Zhong Li Miaomiao since childhood.

Zhongli was not only a filial son, but also a wife slave.

Seeing that the wife loved her younger son so much, she naturally followed her.

This also led to Zhong Li Miaomiao being protected too well since childhood.

The result of being protected too well is that it is as delicate as a greenhouse flower.

Moreover, the original body is even weaker than that of men, or even women.

I don’t know how many young men of the same age and daughters in Nanjing are secretly called the original body “sissy” and “Nine Thousand Years”.

Since the original body's spring heart has erupted, there is another title of "dead-breaking sleeves".

She nodded helplessly, "Really, really."

In order to prevent Zhongli from asking more questions, Zhongli Miaomiao quickly changed the topic, "By the way, dad, I want to apply for the Military Academy screening in three days!"

"Oh, okay, Miao'er will report it if you want to, Dad is the first to support you."

"Wait, what did you say just now? You want to apply for the Military Academy!"

Zhongli reacted, and his eyes widened, and he looked at his gentle young son who looked more handsome and fair than the young lady with disbelief.

As he said that, he also touched Zhong Li Miaomiao's forehead: "Son, you don't have your brain broken. You are so useless, how can you apply to the Military Academy?"

The South is a country that advocates martial style.

The young men in the southern country were all proud to be admitted to the "Royal Military Academy".

Except for the royal children, the enrollment standards of the Military Academy are based on the qualifications and strengths of each year, regardless of origin, wealth and poverty, only qualifications and strengths. Admissions will be held every two years.

This year, it is the Royal Military Academy's turn to enrollment season.

That is, three days later.

Zhongli Miaomiao was originally the number one female general in the north.

Therefore, on the way back, she had already made plans in her mind.

In the future, we still have to follow the path of martial arts.

Zhong Li Miaomiao looked calm, "Dad, I'm very clear-headed and didn't joke with you. My son will participate in the military academy screening in three days!"

"Okay, Miao'er has grown up." Tears flashed in the old general's eyes.

Miao'er has been sensitive and meticulous since childhood and does not like martial arts exercises.

Although he has a bad reputation in Nanjing City, he still firmly believes that his son is not a coward!

He had to give up, but after fifteen years, his son finally figured it out.

The thick big hand slapped Zhongli Miaomiao's shoulder with relief. The youngest son smiled freely, and his whole body exuded a different kind of toughness.

Zhongli's lips squirmed a few times and asked, "Ke Miaomiaoer, can you tell my father why?"

He was afraid that this was just a dream, a dream he had been looking forward to.

"Men should be self-reliant. Our southern country is worthy of martial arts. How could I be at a disadvantage and let others bully it!"

"Okay! Men should be self-reliant!"

After checking the memory, Zhong Li Miaomiao also knew that one of the main reasons why his original body did not like martial arts was still the mother who was born in the Anyuan Marquis' Mansion, and she immediately had an idea.

"Where's where I am?"

Zhongli patted his chest, his expression full of confidence, "Don't worry, let's leave this matter to my father!"

"Thank you dad!"

Turning his head and seeing the excited horse, the old father narrowed his eyes and recognized it

Isn’t this the baby of that boy Wu Yuxuan?

"Oh, dad, it came with him."

Zhong Li's eyes were clear, and the horse was cooperating with a cheerful chirping, and he walked into the General Cavalry's Mansion on his own, as if he was going home.

Zhongli frowned, as if something was wrong?

Zhong Li Miaomiao said with concern, "Dad, where are you going?"

Zhongli beat his palm violently, "I almost forgot, Dad is going to do it first!"

After watching Zhongli leave, Zhongli Miaomiao walk through the elegant and clean courtyard and arrive at the small courtyard in his memory.

"Young Master! You're back!"

The little maid ran over with tears on her face. When she saw Zhong Li Miaomiao's bloody clothes, tears poured out again.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhong Li Miaomiao endured the dryness and said a few words in a warm voice, "Don't cry, I'm fine, come and get water."

"Hey! Yes, Xueer is going now."

It's quiet.
Chapter completed!