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The Wine and Sword Fairy of the Three Kingdoms in the Late Han Dynasty
Demacia! ! A loud shout echoed through Hengyu. I saw a huge golden sword emerging, sucking me into it, and then began to dive downwards. Like lightning, traveling through billions of galaxies. In the blink of an eye, it is a thousand miles away. . The sword is so big that it cannot fit in a hundred earths! The road ahead is long, only the sword can keep you company. And wine! May I ask where the way is? The road is at your feet. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity
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The Wine and Sword Fairy of the Late Han Dynasty
I asked where the Guigu system is? The answer is at your feet. Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles. I asked Guigu System. There are so many heroes in the world, but there is nothing you can do. Answer There must be a road from the car to the front of the mountain, and from the bridge to the bow of the ship it will be straight. I am born with talent and must be useful. Please ask the host to name this sword. Hero sword. Once this sword is released, countless heroes
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Whispers of the Void
I was born a mountain, not a stream, I want to look down at the mediocre ravine from the top of the mountain. I was born to be a hero, not an idiot, I stand among great men and despise humble cowards. Good, evil, I am not one or the other, but both, harvesting the strong and eliminating the waste. A cowardly heart seeks peace, a brave heart controls its destiny. Above the sky, all the gods and demons in the world, listen to my whisper: "How can you understand my anger, my roar? With deep hatred
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The Legend of the Wine and Sword Immortal in the Late Han Dynasty
But I saw a purple dragon stopped at one place and spinning upwards, as if there were shackles binding it. The conflict is unbreakable and endless. I stretched out my right hand and grasped the hilt of the sword. I saw the purple dragon, half wrapped around my hand, and half resting on the edge of the sword. Looking carefully, the dragon's eyes are slightly closed, showing no anger and self-power. The dragon's claws are like steel needles, capable of tearing apart the void. I held the sword acro
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