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Qin Shihuang's Land of Gods
At the northern foot of Lishan Mountain, deep in the ground. The bronze coffin is hung in Jiuzhang Xuan Palace, surrounded by mercury that turns into rivers, lakes and seas, and pearls that make stars. The immortal mermaid lamp casts a swaying shadow on the wall, illuminating the winding dragon pattern on the surface of the coffin. Suddenly, there was a thunderous vibration from the ground, and the sleeping emperor in the coffin slowly opened his eyes. Ying Zheng's consciousness emerged from the
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The First Emperor's Road to Becoming Emperor in the Underworld
Qin Shihuang Yingzheng collapsed in the sand dunes and his soul entered the underworld. He originally thought this was the end, but he found that in this underworld, the ten kings of hell were working on their own affairs, the Buddhist heavens were fighting openly and secretly, and the law of reincarnation was being manipulated. What's even more shocking is that his yangshou was forcibly cut off by a forbidden technique - someone didn't want him to live. The First Emperor smiled. Live as a human
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Purple Jade Disciple
Flying Uzumaki Nagato is highly recommended Aotian, an ordinary young man, when his blood awakens and embarks on the road of revenge, what kind of fate will await him? There are ancient and ancient beasts here, There are powerful ancient monsters here. There are magical and strange techniques here, There are dazzling magic weapons here... A drunken green bull, a story in my heart. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitate
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The Anti-Japanese War Begins at Sihang Warehouse
October 26, 1937, Shanghai. The water in Suzhou River is muddy, as muddy as a bowl of muddy rice soup, glowing with dark green light. There were pieces of wood, rags, an upside-down wooden basin floating on the river, and a corpse belonging to an unknown army. It was face down, with a big hole in the back of the military uniform. The blood had drained out, and only the gray-white flesh was left rolled up, like a failed flower. Xie Jinyuan woke up at this time. He first smelled the smell - the st
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