The Villains of Fast Travel Also Have a Backbone

The fast-travel novel I am interested in will be popular, I don't say for sure, but there is at least a 90% chance, because I am very picky when it comes to fast-travel novels, and they must have novel themes. The theme of this book is very good and novel, and it makes people want to continue reading. Wenwen fills the reader with a kind of emotional change. Each world seems so familiar, and then so different, without making the reader feel bored at all. All in all, I just think it looks great(??Ω??)?♡ If anyone thinks my paraphrased point of view is weird, I'm sorry, it's the first time I write such a long review.

I'm super sorry. Because I have to prepare for the heavyweight exam at the end of the year, I must now devote myself to intense review, go all out, and prepare to work hard. This exam is really important to the scammer and cannot be neglected at all. So... Even if I am reluctant in every possible way, after updating the Queen's plane, I really have to stop updating for half a year. Updates will resume at the end of the year, that is, at the end of December. ---- Sorry again, my dears. If you like it and trust me, you must wait for me. Four months. [Emot=default,64/]

I would like to ask you symbolically what kind of interface stories do the babies want to see~ It's best to explain to Jiang again. I want to see what the configuration of the male and female protagonists is. Hahahahahaha~ [Rose] [Rose] Love you~(づ￣3￣)づ╭❤～ Please comment more, my dears~

12.28 Resume update.

Like the title, it came from the name collection. Each plane's male and female partners and various soy sauce character names are needed. Fairies, please take note of the character with this name. I really don't want to use Xiaohu, Xiaoxiu and Xiaoli anymore... Fairies can leave a message below if they have any favorite names. The cards will be flipped from time to time haha. Love you mua~😘

It is bound to be a tragedy for an empress who disguises herself as a woman to meet a general who only wants to protect the country. The separation between them is not only between the king and the ministers, but also between the sentimental and the ruthless. The empress has feelings, the feelings between men and women, the general also has feelings, the feelings between king and minister; The empress was affectionate, and for the general he never married, and eventually became a widower. The general was also affectionate, and she protected the country and the throne for the empress. But she was ruthless, and there was not even a chance for an empress to see her from a distance. But the general doesn't understand love! Doomed. When an abandoned brother meets a sister who wants to make amends with her, being abandoned seems like a normal thing to him, but when faced with the sister who made a promise to him, his heart is shaken again. It was as if he had grasped the last straw. As long as she was by his side, he was happy. She was like a ray of light in winter, dispelling the darkness and cold and bringing light to him. He didn't know when his feelings slowly changed. Maybe it was the first time he met her, maybe when she made a promise, or maybe when he didn't know it, but when he wrote the song for her, he knew that she had taken root in his heart. But she left anyway, leaving him alone. But he also left a mark on her heart, although it was small, it was there. When an unfavored prince met a favored concubine, he was really grateful to her at first, but when he saw that she was different from the rumors, she took good care of him, protected him, taught him how to learn, and punished the palace people for him. He remembered everything in his heart, but he didn't know when his gratitude to her turned into admiration and finally love. He finally got her, he changed his name for her from Empress to Zitong, he could embrace her openly, hold her, and look at her in his arms as if he was holding the whole world, and she filled his whole heart. But she also left, and before leaving, she gave him a dream. But whether it was a dream or true, who knows? But the traces on her heart gradually deepened. The domineering president met the iron-blooded manager, and he finally found her. The Leng Huaixiang in his memory, smelling the fragrance, seemed like his heart that had been empty for twenty-one years had found its home, which made him feel extremely at ease. Look ￣ ￣)σ, she is going to accept him, she agreed to his Qixi Festival invitation. But the surprise turned into shock, not from her to him, but from him to her. Zong Zhengyue, she knew, he was worried inside, but she smiled brightly. He understood that this was her acceptance of him. From then on, when he woke up every morning, her cold scent lingered in his breath, and when he opened his eyes, he saw her sleeping face. But she left anyway, leaving him alone for the rest of his life. But he also fell in love with her, sprouting. The King of Music met the Deep Sea Shark, and this time she took the initiative to walk to him. Without any memory, his wariness and suspicion towards her gradually turned into joy and sweetness. She became his assistant, and it seemed like she was taking care of his daily life, but in reality it was him who was taking care of her. Then she went from assistant to girlfriend to fiancée. He proposed to her at that concert, and it was also at that concert that he announced his retirement from the music scene. For his fans, that was his last concert. But it was also at that performance that he watched her disappear. He couldn't keep her. As soon as this realization came to his mind, it was like cold sea water rushing over his body, his limbs were cold, and he fell into the abyss. But he also saw the words she left for him before leaving, "Wait for me, in one fell swoop, I would pull him out of the abyss, and the sun would shine." It's okay, you can wait, as long as you come back. This time he kept her, was it a dream? Don't know, don't say anything. He took root in her heart. When a two-faced little monk meets a female thief, is it the mystery of Lingyin or the young master of the secret door? It doesn't matter, as long as it's you. Seek the empire, seek power, seek the throne, and also seek beauty. For him, his origin is a game. Overtly, he is the young monk Xuanji who has a deep connection with Buddhism; secretly, he is the cold-blooded and murderous young master of the secret door; but in reality, he is just a chess piece, a puppet in the hands of the palace man. But, after meeting her, everything changed. It's like a puppet has soul injected into it and it becomes alive. The time spent with her was the most cherished memory in his heart. But he was uneasy after all. So, in one game, he lost his sight, and she ran to the desert to find an antidote. She knew that there was no mystery, only Qin Xuan. "Do you like me?" He asked anyway, his hands gradually tightened, and he felt uneasy in his heart. She fled, but left her sword behind. He polished the cold sword in his hand, but felt a touch of warmth from it. At that banquet, she faced the entire world for him. From then on, there was no longer a young master of the secret door, only the husband of shopkeeper Feng Linwan. She stayed for him, it was a dream, it was an illusion, no one said it, no one wished it. He was in her heart gradually. A genius painter meets a ruthless forensic doctor. This time, she is by his side early, but she has a fiancé. Nothing is wrong. There is only a hoe that does not work hard, and there is no wall that cannot be pried off. He thought he was the only one starting school, but she came and brought so many things, including his favorite oils and canvases. At that moment, I was so happy that there were no words to express it. That afternoon, she was late and he caught a cold in the rain. When he woke up in the morning, she was in his arms. An accidental kiss made her shy but he was sweet. She cares about him, right? He thought. That gift, that gift that made her put her heart into it. He knew that was her fiancé, but he was still heartbroken and didn't want to bear it anymore. Babeer at night, he was drunk, banging on the wall, confessing his love, he said, I don't want to bear it anymore, I like you. She said, if you don't want to bear it, then don't bear it. That night, she turned from aunt to girlfriend. The piano music at the welcome party expressed his pursuit of her and his thoughts. Still remember, never forget. A serial murder case, a sketch, an expected choice, an unexpected murderer. Fortunately, the murderer was finally caught and brought to justice, but can the targeted person escape? The death of No. 6 Clearly tells us that it cannot. No. 7, There is no escape. She still left, but he also chased her. He was in her heart, deepening. Dedicate it to Qiangong. If you don't stop writing, I won't leave.

N years after the end of the war between gods and demons: Every god knows that the couple at the foot of Cangwu Mountain is not easy to mess with. Since the end of the war, Qianwan and Naiwa have built a few houses at the foot of a beautiful, quiet and charming mountain. They have also built a large yard and lived a life like a couple of gods and gods. Just: Qianwan looked at the innocent-looking milk baby in front of him and felt helpless... "Why did you steal the peach blossom wine collected by Yue Lao again?" Qianwan said that her aunt is the goddess of heaven, the daughter of the God of Light and the Fighting God Blue Bird. She has the ability to control beasts and is proficient in literature, Tao and martial arts. However, He Yuelao is a scoundrel and always goes to her father to complain. She can't stand his nagging... Milk Baby: "Because I think it's been a long time since we had a drink and talked freely." It's also been a long time since we explored the mystery of the origin of life. Qianwan?6?1?2?3·?0?3?2?3?6?2: My aunt seems to have heard something else. The baby girl smiled evilly: Then, come on... Qianwan:...... Sprinkle flowers, sprinkle flowers~~~ Yue Lao (throwing the red line wildly): Damn, the little old man hasn't appeared yet! Qianwan, Naiwan: I am very happy to have sex (?1?7?6?1?0?6?5?1-)?7?7

😂Why no one has commented on Jiang... Lying down and crying...

Lake tour party. Prince Zong Zhengwu of the Qing Dynasty was extremely talented and had friends all over the world. Throughout the year, he held a lot of nominal gatherings. Almost all dignitaries, courtiers, royal saints, and famous talents and beauties in the capital gathered together. The same goes for this lake tour. Qianwan sat by the pavilion with one leg bent on a chair, holding a pot of tea, looking at the sparkling lake and the beautiful lotuses in bloom, which was quite interesting. The general's casual behavior made several men sitting on the boat not far away, chanting poems and admiring flowers, blush. He was talking about poems and songs about he, but his eyes were fixed on Liu Qianwan. After all, unlike Prince Qing, who had many close friends, General Liu didn't have so many orioles around him. He was extremely handsome, and he was also a rare choice for a wife in this world. Qianwan shook the teapot lightly, and when she saw that there was an extra beauty on Prince Qing's ship, she slightly curled her lips. Liu Qianwan had such a colorful day written in her life book. After all, Dayan's token was found on her body today. As for who put the token there, there is no need to think about it. Murong Lan was dressed in a dark green suit, with bright eyebrows and bright teeth, a hint of red lips, and a hint of powder. Her black hair was neatly tucked behind her ears into a bun. When Tingting sat down, she attracted everyone's attention. When the boy's family saw that he was so beautiful, they twisted the handkerchief in their hands with soreness and bitterness. After all, this young master Murong was rare to see, but his talent and appearance were well known to everyone. "General Liu, why don't you get on the boat and have a talk?" Zong Zhengwu raised the wine glass in his hand towards Qian Wan. Auntie, let's see what your plans are today. Qianwan held the teapot, stepped on the edge of the pavilion, used Qinggong, and swept towards the ship. Then he stood firmly on the bow of the ship, looked at Zong Zhengwu, waved his hands and smiled, "Prince Qing." "Hey, there's no need to be so outgoing with me, just sit down." Zong Zhengwu looked annoyed, and then ordered someone to place a tuft next to him. Qianwan placed the teapot on the low table and realized that her position was closest to Murong Lan. She lowered her head slightly, with a dark light of unknown meaning in her eyes. "General, Murong will give you a drink." Murong Lan called softly, then held up the wine bottle with his showy hand, filled Qian Wan with a glass of wine, and pushed it in front of Qian Wan. Qianwan took the wine glass and glanced at Zong Zhengwu from the corner of his eye. He saw two handsome men poking at her arms, one on the left and one on the right. The scene was a bit ironic. However, since this dynasty is dominated by women, it must be common for women to have three husbands and four attendants. "Aren't you aggrieved?" Qianwan raised the wine glass to his mouth and suddenly asked in a low voice. Murong Lan's heart trembled, and the smile on his face was a little stiff, "General, are you talking about Murong?" "I thought, at least, you would feel aggrieved." Qian Wan chuckled lightly and drank the wine in one gulp. Others' words that sounded like they had no beginning or end caused a stir in Murong Lan's heart. Thinking of what he was going to do next, looking at Liu Qianwan's handsome and cold profile, he felt mixed emotions in his heart. No one, no one asked him if he felt wronged. Even if it was Zong Zhengwu who was deeply in love with him, even if it was Zong Zhengwu who was his childhood sweetheart, even if it was Zong Zhengwu, the woman he loved, she had never asked or cared about whether he was willing or whether he was wronged. However, Liu Qianwan... She asked. Murong Lan squeezed the object under her sleeves tightly, feeling suddenly confused. Seeing this expression in his eyes, Qian Wan sneered coldly in his heart. Mortals are like this, hesitant, cowardly, and timid. If you don't want to, if you feel wronged, why would you let her drink this glass of wine?

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