
My Lottery System
by Xuan Chen
About This Novel
Li Minglang traveled from the earth to the world of cultivating immortals. His spiritual roots were not good, so the lottery system gave him the best spiritual roots. His martial arts were not good, so the lottery system gave him peerless martial arts. What? Even Taoist companions can give it away!
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Official(7)Scraped 11d ago
I'm here, hey hey😬
How about when the general comes back when my hair reaches my waist? A gentleman with this body and a carefree mind can't imagine that the mountains and rivers are swaying. The light of day suddenly breaks, and the snow grows old at dusk. The cold sword silently listens to the thunder, and the long spear guards the empty trench alone Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield, blowing all over the painting all night long. A late visitor from the south of the Yangtze River is wearing a red rope knot at the end of his hair. When your hair reaches your waist, I will return to the court in triumph In the past, he was a young hero who rode freely and freely. The east capital has a beautiful glow, while the west lake is misty. Holding a gun and fighting bloody battles in all directions, vowing to protect the beauty of the mountains and rivers. On the day when I return from victory, I will spend a good night with you. I look forward to working together until old age, and I am willing to share the same clothes with you. How about when your hair grows to your waist and my wife comes back? Look around the world, there is no one like my wife. The prosperity remains the same after several times, but I have no nostalgia for this night I can travel all over the world with ease, but I only wish to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, how about you come and find me? Look at the gentlemen all over the world, but none of them is as carefree as you. I've been through this world in vain, but I'm spending this night in vain How can I understand the meaning of Lingxiao? I am always willing to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, I will meet you at Xiqiao. The mist lingers darkly in the mountains, and the breeze blows across the brow. The green bamboos outside the curtain are tall and clear, and the bright moon does not care about the present day. Playing the wine and playing the harp for a long night of drunkenness, there are few guests in the world of mortals. When my hair reaches my waist, how about I be named on the gold medal list? Dressing up and wearing jade in the mirror, it only makes Tan Lang smile The dancing posture is full of enchantment, and the pear blossoms are secretly floating. The flowers, candles and cups in the bridal chamber intersect, hand in hand until old age. When my hair reaches my waist, the moon is high and the spring is cold, Who will sweep up the fallen flowers in the courtyard? The road in front of the pavilion is far away. Clear tears spilled down the corners of my clothes, my hair was as messy as weeds, I have a dream every night, my beautiful face is haggard, when will my love be in this life? How about I grow my hair down to my waist and hide in the wilds? Green mountains and green water reflect the stone bridge, and a few wisps of smoke curl up from the kitchen Leisurely picking up embroidery needles, hoeing flowers and planting grass in front of the garden, In the afternoon, the light fragrance of tea floats, and I read carefully a piece of scripture. When your hair reaches your waist, red plum blossoms and white snow are floating lightly. How is lovesickness better than staying together? Don't wait for the setting sun to shine in the west before expressing your thoughts. Getting acquainted is already an infatuation, but falling in love will give you heart-to-heart. No matter how bad the past is, I hope it will be fine for the rest of my life. When my hair reaches my waist, I will feel lovesickness. The young man turned around and smiled, holding hands to pick peonies together. When my hair reaches my waist, snow falls in the north in my dream. Holding an umbrella and going up Kongqiao alone, the river is vast all night. When my hair reaches my waist, I can see the end of the world. How can I find the letters when they are gone? My heart is anxious when the sun sets. When my hair reaches my waist, I will be a wanderer in a foreign land. Even if you are surrounded by pink and white, who knows that your heart is lonely. When your hair reaches your waist, red plum blossoms and white snow are floating lightly How is lovesickness better than staying together? When my hair reaches my waist, I look down on the streets and look enchanting. People say that spring in Jiangnan is good, how can I spend a good night without you? When my hair reaches my waist, I will no longer be the Gillian I used to be. When I climb high on Chinese Valentine's Day, I especially want to be hugged by you When your hair grows to your waist, will Pan Lang marry you? Will you be willing to lay out ten miles of red makeup when your green silk ribbons are straightened? But I am afraid that if your hair reaches your waist, you will be old! How about when the general comes back when my hair reaches my waist? A gentleman with this body and a carefree mind can't imagine that the mountains and rivers are swaying. The light of day suddenly breaks, and the snow grows old at dusk. The cold sword silently listens to the thunder, and the long spear guards the empty trench alone Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield, blowing all over the painting all night long. A late visitor from the south of the Yangtze River is wearing a red rope knot at the end of his hair. When your hair reaches your waist, I will return to the court in triumph In the past, he was a young hero who rode freely and freely. The east capital has a beautiful glow, while the west lake is misty. Holding a gun and fighting bloody battles in all directions, vowing to protect the beauty of the mountains and rivers. On the day when I return from victory, I will spend a good night with you. I look forward to working together until old age, and I am willing to share the same clothes with you. How about when your hair grows to your waist and my wife comes back? Look around the world, there is no one like my wife. The prosperity remains the same after several times, but I have no nostalgia for this night I can travel all over the world with ease, but I only wish to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, how about you come and find me? Look at the gentlemen all over the world, but none of them is as carefree as you. I've been through this world in vain, but I'm spending this night in vain How can I understand the meaning of Lingxiao? I am always willing to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, I will meet you at Xiqiao. The mist lingers darkly in the mountains, and the breeze blows across the brow. The green bamboos outside the curtain are tall and clear, and the bright moon does not care about the present day. Playing the wine and playing the harp for a long night of drunkenness, there are few guests in the world of mortals. When my hair reaches my waist, how about I be named on the gold medal list? Dressing up and wearing jade in the mirror, it only makes Tan Lang smile The dancing posture is full of enchantment, and the pear blossoms are secretly floating. The flowers, candles and cups in the bridal chamber intersect, hand in hand until old age. When my hair reaches my waist, the moon is high and the spring is cold, Who will sweep up the fallen flowers in the courtyard? The road in front of the pavilion is far away. Clear tears spilled down the corners of my clothes, my hair was as messy as weeds, I have a dream every night, my beautiful face is haggard, when will my love be in this life? How about I grow my hair down to my waist and hide in the wilds? Green mountains and green water reflect the stone bridge, and a few wisps of smoke curl up from the kitchen Leisurely picking up embroidery needles, hoeing flowers and planting grass in front of the garden, In the afternoon, the light fragrance of tea floats, and I read carefully a piece of scripture. When your hair reaches your waist, red plum blossoms and white snow are floating lightly. How is lovesickness better than staying together? Don't wait for the setting sun to shine in the west before expressing your thoughts. Getting acquainted is already an infatuation, but falling in love will give you heart-to-heart. No matter how bad the past is, I hope it will be fine for the rest of my life. When my hair reaches my waist, I will feel lovesickness. The young man turned around and smiled, holding hands to pick peonies together. When my hair reaches my waist, snow falls in the north in my dream. Holding an umbrella and going up Kongqiao alone, the river is vast all night. When my hair reaches my waist, I can see the end of the world. How can I find the letters when they are gone? My heart is anxious when the sun sets. When my hair reaches my waist, I will be a wanderer in a foreign land. Even if you are surrounded by pink and white, who knows that your heart is lonely. When your hair reaches your waist, red plum blossoms and white snow are floating lightly How is lovesickness better than staying together? When my hair reaches my waist, I look down on the streets and look enchanting. People say that spring in Jiangnan is good, how can I spend a good night without you? When my hair reaches my waist, I will no longer be the Gillian I used to be. When I climb high on Chinese Valentine's Day, I especially want to be hugged by you When your hair grows to your waist, will Pan Lang marry you? Will you be willing to lay out ten miles of red makeup when your green silk ribbons are straightened? But I am afraid that if your hair reaches your waist, you will be old! How about when the general comes back when my hair reaches my waist? A gentleman with this body and a carefree mind can't imagine that the mountains and rivers are swaying. The light of day suddenly breaks, and the snow grows old at dusk. The cold sword silently listens to the thunder, and the long spear guards the empty trench alone Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield, blowing all over the painting all night long. A late visitor from the south of the Yangtze River is wearing a red rope knot at the end of his hair. When your hair reaches your waist, I will return to the court in triumph In the past, he was a young hero who rode freely and freely. The east capital has a beautiful glow, while the west lake is misty. Holding a gun and fighting bloody battles in all directions, vowing to protect the beauty of the mountains and rivers. On the day when I return from victory, I will spend a good night with you. I look forward to working together until old age, and I am willing to share the same clothes with you. How about when your hair grows to your waist and my wife comes back? Look around the world, there is no one like my wife. The prosperity remains the same after several times, but I have no nostalgia for this night I can travel all over the world with ease, but I only wish to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, how about you come and find me? Look at the gentlemen all over the world, but none of them is as carefree as you. I've been through this world in vain, but I'm spending this night in vain How can I understand the meaning of Lingxiao? I am always willing to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, I will meet you at Xiqiao. The mist lingers darkly in the mountains, and the breeze blows across the brow. The green bamboos outside the curtain are tall and clear, and the bright moon does not care about the present day. Playing the wine and playing the harp for a long night of drunkenness, there are few guests in the world of mortals. When my hair reaches my waist, how about I be named on the gold medal list? Dressing up and wearing jade in the mirror, it only makes Tan Lang smile The dancing posture is full of enchantment, and the pear blossoms are secretly floating. The flowers, candles and cups in the bridal chamber intersect, hand in hand until old age. When my hair reaches my waist, the moon is high and the spring is cold, Who will sweep up the fallen flowers in the courtyard? The road in front of the pavilion is far away. Clear tears spilled down the corners of my clothes, my hair was as messy as weeds, I have a dream every night, my beautiful face is haggard, when will my love be in this life? How about I grow my hair down to my waist and hide in the wilds? Green mountains and green water reflect the stone bridge, and a few wisps of smoke curl up from the kitchen Leisurely picking up embroidery needles, hoeing flowers and planting grass in front of the garden, In the afternoon, the light fragrance of tea floats, and I read carefully a piece of scripture. When your hair reaches your waist, red plum blossoms and white snow are floating lightly. How is lovesickness better than staying together? Don't wait for the setting sun to shine in the west before expressing your thoughts. Getting acquainted is already an infatuation, but falling in love will give you heart-to-heart. No matter how bad the past is, I hope it will be fine for the rest of my life. When my hair reaches my waist, I will feel lovesickness. The young man turned around and smiled, holding hands to pick peonies together. When my hair reaches my waist, snow falls in the north in my dream. Holding an umbrella and going up Kongqiao alone, the river is vast all night. When my hair reaches my waist, I can see the end of the world. How can I find the letters when they are gone? My heart is anxious when the sun sets. When my hair reaches my waist, I will be a wanderer in a foreign land. Even if you are surrounded by pink and white, who knows that your heart is lonely. When your hair reaches your waist, red plum blossoms and white snow are floating lightly How is lovesickness better than staying together? When my hair reaches my waist, I look down on the streets and look enchanting. People say that spring in Jiangnan is good, how can I spend a good night without you? When my hair reaches my waist, I will no longer be the Gillian I used to be. When I climb high on Chinese Valentine's Day, I especially want to be hugged by you When your hair grows to your waist, will Pan Lang marry you? Will you be willing to lay out ten miles of red makeup when your green silk ribbons are straightened? But I am afraid that if your hair reaches your waist, you will be old! How about when the general comes back when my hair reaches my waist? A gentleman with this body and a carefree mind can't imagine that the mountains and rivers are swaying. The light of day suddenly breaks, and the snow grows old at dusk. The cold sword silently listens to the thunder, and the long spear guards the empty trench alone Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield, blowing all over the painting all night long. A late visitor from the south of the Yangtze River is wearing a red rope knot at the end of his hair. When your hair reaches your waist, I will return to the court in triumph In the past, he was a young hero who rode freely and freely. The east capital has a beautiful glow, while the west lake is misty. Holding a gun and fighting bloody battles in all directions, vowing to protect the beauty of the mountains and rivers. On the day when I return from victory, I will spend a good night with you. I look forward to working together until old age, and I am willing to share the same clothes with you. How about when your hair grows to your waist and my wife comes back? Look around the world, there is no one like my wife. The prosperity remains the same after several times, but I have no nostalgia for this night I can travel all over the world with ease, but I only wish to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, how about you come and find me? Look at the gentlemen all over the world, but none of them is as carefree as you. I've been through this world in vain, but I'm spending this night in vain How can I understand the meaning of Lingxiao? I am always willing to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, I will meet you at Xiqiao. The mist lingers darkly in the mountains, and the breeze blows across the brow. The green bamboos outside the curtain are tall and clear, and the bright moon does not care about the present day. Playing the wine and playing the harp for a long night of drunkenness, there are few guests in the world of mortals. When my hair reaches my waist, how about I be named on the gold medal list? Dressing up and wearing jade in the mirror, it only makes Tan Lang smile The dancing posture is full of enchantment, and the pear blossoms are secretly floating. The flowers, candles and cups in the bridal chamber intersect, hand in hand until old age. When my hair reaches my waist, the moon is high and the spring is cold, full
I really like this plot
There is nothing wrong with the store that has been open for 17 years. The system is causing trouble every day. Still thinking about going out to have fun with your real clothes, wouldn't it be nice to stay with Wudi directly in the store?
Those who don't have the strength to let the robbers enter
He naively accepts someone as a waiter, and even after he fainted, others did not find out the secret. The protagonist is already fainted and still acts like a waiter. This kind of person actually appears in the world of cultivation. I urge the author to revise it quickly and fill in the hole.
The third floor is my sofa
It's mine, don't snatch it from me. . . . . . . . . . .
Shuilou
Water water water sleep water sleep
I am the sofa
Sofa yeah yeah yeah hey hey 😁
People robbed you of spiritual stones, but you let them go.
When someone robs you, you still let them show you the store? Give him the spirit stone
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Official(7)Scraped 11d ago
I'm here, hey hey😬
How about when the general comes back when my hair reaches my waist? A gentleman with this body and a carefree mind can't imagine that the mountains and rivers are swaying. The light of day suddenly breaks, and the snow grows old at dusk. The cold sword silently listens to the thunder, and the long spear guards the empty trench alone Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield, blowing all over the painting all night long. A late visitor from the south of the Yangtze River is wearing a red rope knot at the end of his hair. When your hair reaches your waist, I will return to the court in triumph In the past, he was a young hero who rode freely and freely. The east capital has a beautiful glow, while the west lake is misty. Holding a gun and fighting bloody battles in all directions, vowing to protect the beauty of the mountains and rivers. On the day when I return from victory, I will spend a good night with you. I look forward to working together until old age, and I am willing to share the same clothes with you. How about when your hair grows to your waist and my wife comes back? Look around the world, there is no one like my wife. The prosperity remains the same after several times, but I have no nostalgia for this night I can travel all over the world with ease, but I only wish to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, how about you come and find me? Look at the gentlemen all over the world, but none of them is as carefree as you. I've been through this world in vain, but I'm spending this night in vain How can I understand the meaning of Lingxiao? I am always willing to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, I will meet you at Xiqiao. The mist lingers darkly in the mountains, and the breeze blows across the brow. The green bamboos outside the curtain are tall and clear, and the bright moon does not care about the present day. Playing the wine and playing the harp for a long night of drunkenness, there are few guests in the world of mortals. When my hair reaches my waist, how about I be named on the gold medal list? Dressing up and wearing jade in the mirror, it only makes Tan Lang smile The dancing posture is full of enchantment, and the pear blossoms are secretly floating. The flowers, candles and cups in the bridal chamber intersect, hand in hand until old age. When my hair reaches my waist, the moon is high and the spring is cold, Who will sweep up the fallen flowers in the courtyard? The road in front of the pavilion is far away. Clear tears spilled down the corners of my clothes, my hair was as messy as weeds, I have a dream every night, my beautiful face is haggard, when will my love be in this life? How about I grow my hair down to my waist and hide in the wilds? Green mountains and green water reflect the stone bridge, and a few wisps of smoke curl up from the kitchen Leisurely picking up embroidery needles, hoeing flowers and planting grass in front of the garden, In the afternoon, the light fragrance of tea floats, and I read carefully a piece of scripture. When your hair reaches your waist, red plum blossoms and white snow are floating lightly. How is lovesickness better than staying together? Don't wait for the setting sun to shine in the west before expressing your thoughts. Getting acquainted is already an infatuation, but falling in love will give you heart-to-heart. No matter how bad the past is, I hope it will be fine for the rest of my life. When my hair reaches my waist, I will feel lovesickness. The young man turned around and smiled, holding hands to pick peonies together. When my hair reaches my waist, snow falls in the north in my dream. Holding an umbrella and going up Kongqiao alone, the river is vast all night. When my hair reaches my waist, I can see the end of the world. How can I find the letters when they are gone? My heart is anxious when the sun sets. When my hair reaches my waist, I will be a wanderer in a foreign land. Even if you are surrounded by pink and white, who knows that your heart is lonely. When your hair reaches your waist, red plum blossoms and white snow are floating lightly How is lovesickness better than staying together? When my hair reaches my waist, I look down on the streets and look enchanting. People say that spring in Jiangnan is good, how can I spend a good night without you? When my hair reaches my waist, I will no longer be the Gillian I used to be. When I climb high on Chinese Valentine's Day, I especially want to be hugged by you When your hair grows to your waist, will Pan Lang marry you? Will you be willing to lay out ten miles of red makeup when your green silk ribbons are straightened? But I am afraid that if your hair reaches your waist, you will be old! How about when the general comes back when my hair reaches my waist? A gentleman with this body and a carefree mind can't imagine that the mountains and rivers are swaying. The light of day suddenly breaks, and the snow grows old at dusk. The cold sword silently listens to the thunder, and the long spear guards the empty trench alone Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield, blowing all over the painting all night long. A late visitor from the south of the Yangtze River is wearing a red rope knot at the end of his hair. When your hair reaches your waist, I will return to the court in triumph In the past, he was a young hero who rode freely and freely. The east capital has a beautiful glow, while the west lake is misty. Holding a gun and fighting bloody battles in all directions, vowing to protect the beauty of the mountains and rivers. On the day when I return from victory, I will spend a good night with you. I look forward to working together until old age, and I am willing to share the same clothes with you. How about when your hair grows to your waist and my wife comes back? Look around the world, there is no one like my wife. The prosperity remains the same after several times, but I have no nostalgia for this night I can travel all over the world with ease, but I only wish to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, how about you come and find me? Look at the gentlemen all over the world, but none of them is as carefree as you. I've been through this world in vain, but I'm spending this night in vain How can I understand the meaning of Lingxiao? I am always willing to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, I will meet you at Xiqiao. The mist lingers darkly in the mountains, and the breeze blows across the brow. The green bamboos outside the curtain are tall and clear, and the bright moon does not care about the present day. Playing the wine and playing the harp for a long night of drunkenness, there are few guests in the world of mortals. When my hair reaches my waist, how about I be named on the gold medal list? Dressing up and wearing jade in the mirror, it only makes Tan Lang smile The dancing posture is full of enchantment, and the pear blossoms are secretly floating. The flowers, candles and cups in the bridal chamber intersect, hand in hand until old age. When my hair reaches my waist, the moon is high and the spring is cold, Who will sweep up the fallen flowers in the courtyard? The road in front of the pavilion is far away. Clear tears spilled down the corners of my clothes, my hair was as messy as weeds, I have a dream every night, my beautiful face is haggard, when will my love be in this life? How about I grow my hair down to my waist and hide in the wilds? Green mountains and green water reflect the stone bridge, and a few wisps of smoke curl up from the kitchen Leisurely picking up embroidery needles, hoeing flowers and planting grass in front of the garden, In the afternoon, the light fragrance of tea floats, and I read carefully a piece of scripture. When your hair reaches your waist, red plum blossoms and white snow are floating lightly. How is lovesickness better than staying together? Don't wait for the setting sun to shine in the west before expressing your thoughts. Getting acquainted is already an infatuation, but falling in love will give you heart-to-heart. No matter how bad the past is, I hope it will be fine for the rest of my life. When my hair reaches my waist, I will feel lovesickness. The young man turned around and smiled, holding hands to pick peonies together. When my hair reaches my waist, snow falls in the north in my dream. Holding an umbrella and going up Kongqiao alone, the river is vast all night. When my hair reaches my waist, I can see the end of the world. How can I find the letters when they are gone? My heart is anxious when the sun sets. When my hair reaches my waist, I will be a wanderer in a foreign land. Even if you are surrounded by pink and white, who knows that your heart is lonely. When your hair reaches your waist, red plum blossoms and white snow are floating lightly How is lovesickness better than staying together? When my hair reaches my waist, I look down on the streets and look enchanting. People say that spring in Jiangnan is good, how can I spend a good night without you? When my hair reaches my waist, I will no longer be the Gillian I used to be. When I climb high on Chinese Valentine's Day, I especially want to be hugged by you When your hair grows to your waist, will Pan Lang marry you? Will you be willing to lay out ten miles of red makeup when your green silk ribbons are straightened? But I am afraid that if your hair reaches your waist, you will be old! How about when the general comes back when my hair reaches my waist? A gentleman with this body and a carefree mind can't imagine that the mountains and rivers are swaying. The light of day suddenly breaks, and the snow grows old at dusk. The cold sword silently listens to the thunder, and the long spear guards the empty trench alone Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield, blowing all over the painting all night long. A late visitor from the south of the Yangtze River is wearing a red rope knot at the end of his hair. When your hair reaches your waist, I will return to the court in triumph In the past, he was a young hero who rode freely and freely. The east capital has a beautiful glow, while the west lake is misty. Holding a gun and fighting bloody battles in all directions, vowing to protect the beauty of the mountains and rivers. On the day when I return from victory, I will spend a good night with you. I look forward to working together until old age, and I am willing to share the same clothes with you. How about when your hair grows to your waist and my wife comes back? Look around the world, there is no one like my wife. The prosperity remains the same after several times, but I have no nostalgia for this night I can travel all over the world with ease, but I only wish to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, how about you come and find me? Look at the gentlemen all over the world, but none of them is as carefree as you. I've been through this world in vain, but I'm spending this night in vain How can I understand the meaning of Lingxiao? I am always willing to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, I will meet you at Xiqiao. The mist lingers darkly in the mountains, and the breeze blows across the brow. The green bamboos outside the curtain are tall and clear, and the bright moon does not care about the present day. Playing the wine and playing the harp for a long night of drunkenness, there are few guests in the world of mortals. When my hair reaches my waist, how about I be named on the gold medal list? Dressing up and wearing jade in the mirror, it only makes Tan Lang smile The dancing posture is full of enchantment, and the pear blossoms are secretly floating. The flowers, candles and cups in the bridal chamber intersect, hand in hand until old age. When my hair reaches my waist, the moon is high and the spring is cold, Who will sweep up the fallen flowers in the courtyard? The road in front of the pavilion is far away. Clear tears spilled down the corners of my clothes, my hair was as messy as weeds, I have a dream every night, my beautiful face is haggard, when will my love be in this life? How about I grow my hair down to my waist and hide in the wilds? Green mountains and green water reflect the stone bridge, and a few wisps of smoke curl up from the kitchen Leisurely picking up embroidery needles, hoeing flowers and planting grass in front of the garden, In the afternoon, the light fragrance of tea floats, and I read carefully a piece of scripture. When your hair reaches your waist, red plum blossoms and white snow are floating lightly. How is lovesickness better than staying together? Don't wait for the setting sun to shine in the west before expressing your thoughts. Getting acquainted is already an infatuation, but falling in love will give you heart-to-heart. No matter how bad the past is, I hope it will be fine for the rest of my life. When my hair reaches my waist, I will feel lovesickness. The young man turned around and smiled, holding hands to pick peonies together. When my hair reaches my waist, snow falls in the north in my dream. Holding an umbrella and going up Kongqiao alone, the river is vast all night. When my hair reaches my waist, I can see the end of the world. How can I find the letters when they are gone? My heart is anxious when the sun sets. When my hair reaches my waist, I will be a wanderer in a foreign land. Even if you are surrounded by pink and white, who knows that your heart is lonely. When your hair reaches your waist, red plum blossoms and white snow are floating lightly How is lovesickness better than staying together? When my hair reaches my waist, I look down on the streets and look enchanting. People say that spring in Jiangnan is good, how can I spend a good night without you? When my hair reaches my waist, I will no longer be the Gillian I used to be. When I climb high on Chinese Valentine's Day, I especially want to be hugged by you When your hair grows to your waist, will Pan Lang marry you? Will you be willing to lay out ten miles of red makeup when your green silk ribbons are straightened? But I am afraid that if your hair reaches your waist, you will be old! How about when the general comes back when my hair reaches my waist? A gentleman with this body and a carefree mind can't imagine that the mountains and rivers are swaying. The light of day suddenly breaks, and the snow grows old at dusk. The cold sword silently listens to the thunder, and the long spear guards the empty trench alone Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield, blowing all over the painting all night long. A late visitor from the south of the Yangtze River is wearing a red rope knot at the end of his hair. When your hair reaches your waist, I will return to the court in triumph In the past, he was a young hero who rode freely and freely. The east capital has a beautiful glow, while the west lake is misty. Holding a gun and fighting bloody battles in all directions, vowing to protect the beauty of the mountains and rivers. On the day when I return from victory, I will spend a good night with you. I look forward to working together until old age, and I am willing to share the same clothes with you. How about when your hair grows to your waist and my wife comes back? Look around the world, there is no one like my wife. The prosperity remains the same after several times, but I have no nostalgia for this night I can travel all over the world with ease, but I only wish to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, how about you come and find me? Look at the gentlemen all over the world, but none of them is as carefree as you. I've been through this world in vain, but I'm spending this night in vain How can I understand the meaning of Lingxiao? I am always willing to grow old with you. When my hair reaches my waist, I will meet you at Xiqiao. The mist lingers darkly in the mountains, and the breeze blows across the brow. The green bamboos outside the curtain are tall and clear, and the bright moon does not care about the present day. Playing the wine and playing the harp for a long night of drunkenness, there are few guests in the world of mortals. When my hair reaches my waist, how about I be named on the gold medal list? Dressing up and wearing jade in the mirror, it only makes Tan Lang smile The dancing posture is full of enchantment, and the pear blossoms are secretly floating. The flowers, candles and cups in the bridal chamber intersect, hand in hand until old age. When my hair reaches my waist, the moon is high and the spring is cold, full
I really like this plot
There is nothing wrong with the store that has been open for 17 years. The system is causing trouble every day. Still thinking about going out to have fun with your real clothes, wouldn't it be nice to stay with Wudi directly in the store?
Those who don't have the strength to let the robbers enter
He naively accepts someone as a waiter, and even after he fainted, others did not find out the secret. The protagonist is already fainted and still acts like a waiter. This kind of person actually appears in the world of cultivation. I urge the author to revise it quickly and fill in the hole.
The third floor is my sofa
It's mine, don't snatch it from me. . . . . . . . . . .
Shuilou
Water water water sleep water sleep
I am the sofa
Sofa yeah yeah yeah hey hey 😁
People robbed you of spiritual stones, but you let them go.
When someone robs you, you still let them show you the store? Give him the spirit stone









