The young patriarch of the largest family in the world was abandoned in China when he was young. With the power of his mind, he rose to great heights and became the underground emperor of China. He conquered the entire world and became the Cloud Emperor of the eight major tribes!
It's true that no one reads it. It has already written 140,000 words in a single session. It reads single digits every day and earns a few cents every day. This is a combination of [ancient farming] and [science fiction apocalypse]. It is similar to the apocalypse of "Celebrating More Than Years". The male protagonist takes a carriage and wears clothes to the Peach Blossom Land and becomes the favorite of the whole village. However, there is no harem, no system, and no golden fingers. In the early stage, he and the heroine farm warmly, slowly uncovering the truth about the gods, and finally leads the heroine to become a god, but not to become an immortal.
The first one is being updated. A sincere NPC (self-salvation) and his deaf female game player (degeneration). You are the heroine of your world, and I am the NPC in your game, always guarding you. The second book has been completed. The male god wakes up one day and is surprised to find a cute ghost in his house. He is particularly greedy for beauty...
The female protagonist redeems the male protagonist in reverse. The female protagonist is insensitive and has strong subjectivity. When she meets the male protagonist who is wet and has low self-esteem, she criticizes the male protagonist madly. It is very exciting.
Youth Campus Story: The young master of the Jiang family VS the eldest daughter of the Su family. An eleven-year story about a boy. It will soon reach 80,000 words. The manuscripts are very abundant. Very, very sufficient!
Yeah, a puppet appeared behind the glowing figure. The glowing figure turned around to look, and was so frightened that he almost flew away. It was the puppet from the quasi-saint realm before. Seeing that something was wrong, the luminous figure hurriedly said. "That's right, Brother Su, please take that puppet away, I'm afraid..." "No, just leave it there." Su Mu shook his head and refused, so that he would not be afraid of the luminous figure playing tricks. "You continue, we are listening." The body of the luminous figure was obviously shaking. "In fact, I have wanted to get the inheritance of the alchemy saint for a long time, but I just woke up and I met you." "As for what happened next, brother, you all know it." Looking at the luminous figure, Su Mu felt that it didn't look like he was lying. "Old Li, what do you think?" Ruo Mu just turned to look at Old Jianxiu, but his eyes were illuminated by a dazzling white light. "Old Li, what are you doing?!" Su Mu was a little surprised. The old swordsman stopped rubbing his hand against the high-grade Dao sword, touched his head and said sheepishly. "Ah, it's okay, I'm just cleaning the sword. By the way, what did you ask me just now?" The old swordsman was still intoxicated with the joy of a high-grade Taoist sword. Su Mu smiled and said, "It's okay, you can continue to clean the sword."
A new traditional fantasy book, not an invincible harem system, with a single female protagonist + conspiracy + training + daily life + knife. Using fantasy to write about reality is going to have a climax recently. Brothers, rush! Don't force me to kneel down and beg you [please pay attention] [please pay attention]
Good-looking skins are the same, but interesting souls are one in a million. My sister is really arrogant and very interesting. I am the Mars Intelligence Agency. The temper of the eldest lady often makes us happy enemies. If you like it, you can read this story. My sister is so arrogant.
The first one is an urban romantic light comedy. The reviews from readers are pretty good, but the results are really bad [crying] It's about to be finished. Look at the kids.
Well, time will prove everything. As long as you work hard, there will be results. If you don't even have the courage to persist, how will you know your ending.
Meng Zhizhi, who was waiting above the clouds, was worried. Xuan Qi appeared behind her and gently covered her eyes. "Xuan Qi, I'm not in the mood." Meng Zhizhi's voice was filled with sadness. "Don't worry, nothing happened in the God Realm. I've already found out clearly. Someone must have secretly taken the Soul Detection Realm to find you." Meng Zhizhi's watery eyes blinked, and she lowered her eyes and thought for a moment. "It must be Xuan Ming, the one who killed a thousand swords!" In the middle of the night, the lamps in Meng's Mansion were lit one by one, and the threshold of Zhiyun Pavilion was coming and going. There were maids coming in and out, some boiling medicine and some boiling water. This was the first time Meng Zhizhi was sick since she was born. She suddenly had a high fever in the middle of the night, her forehead kept sweating, and she even changed her clothes several times. This situation shocked everyone. "Madam, Miss's medicine will be ready soon." Chen Yanyue felt fear and powerlessness for the first time. With her medical skills, she could handle all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases, but there was nothing she could do about her daughter's high fever. Zhizhi obviously had nothing wrong with her, but she couldn't stop sweating due to high fever. Chen Yanyue once doubted his medical skills. Zhu Xin hurriedly brought the medicine. "Madam, the medicine is ready and the temperature is just right." "Come, give it to me." Chen Yanyue used a spoon to feed Meng Zhizhi the medicine in small sips. Meng Zhizhi didn't even open her eyes, but she drank the medicine in small sips. Unknowingly, half a bowl of medicine was fed in. Chen Yanyue took care of his daughter without taking off his clothes, and Meng Heming was also watching over her. On the other side, the old lady learned that Meng Zhizhi's fever persisted. "How is it now? Do you need me to come over?" The old lady asked. "Go back to the old lady. Madam has given you some medicine, and both the master and lady are guarding the young lady." The maid replied. "Then I'd better go over and take a look." The old lady put on her clothes and came to Zhiyun Pavilion. As soon as I entered the door, I saw my son sitting on the bed as if he was wilted. "How is Zhizhi? Yan Yue, with your medical skills, will Zhizhi be fine?" Although the old lady sometimes annoyed her daughter-in-law and felt that she didn't understand the world, she still recognized her medical skills. "After taking the medicine, the high fever has not completely subsided, but the sweating has improved a little." Chen Yanyue replied to the old lady, but he kept looking at his daughter without moving away. The old lady frowned when she saw that Meng Heming was also undressed. "Children will get sick several times when they are young. Don't worry, the high fever will go away. He Ming also had this situation when he was a child." The old lady seemed to comfort the couple, but in fact she felt sorry for her son who stayed up late. Seeing no one responded, she continued. "It's almost midnight, He Ming. You have to worry about the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet tomorrow morning. Why don't you go and have a rest if your mother is here to watch." The old lady's love for her son was palpable. Zhu Xin could not help but curl her lips when she heard this. Meng Heming just replied flatly, "No, I want to accompany you personally." The old lady did not give up and advised, "You are so busy tomorrow, you can go and rest. Mom has nothing to do, just watch here. Yan Yue is also here. Yan Yue is a female doctor, why are you worried? Go and have a rest!" Chen Yanyue heard what the old lady meant at this moment, and there was a trace of boredom in his heart. He deliberately followed the old lady's words and said to be angry with Meng Heming: "Yes, you should go and have a rest. If you are tired, mother will feel sorry for you. Don't let her worry about you. I can just watch here." After Chen Yanyue said to Meng Heming angrily, he turned to the old lady and said, "Mom, I think you should go back and have a rest. You are old, so don't be exhausted. I can be here alone." The old lady didn't know if she heard Chen Yanyue's strange aura. Even if she did, she pretended not to hear it and immediately walked down the slope. "Okay, mother, go back first. If anything happens, let someone tell me at any time. He Ming, you should go to bed quickly." The old lady couldn't hear what her daughter-in-law said, but it was impossible for Meng Heming not to hear it. He understood what the old lady meant from the first time she persuaded him to take a rest. He just didn't want to quarrel with her and wanted to save some face for the old lady, but she repeatedly tried to protect her shortcomings, and Meng Heming only felt irritated. "Mom, I won't rest until Zhizhi is well. Besides, why should I be tired? I am in my prime and strong, and we have only been together for less than two hours, so why are I tired? Don't worry, you can go back to sleep." After hearing her son's words, the old lady turned a little pale and turned around to leave Zhiyun Pavilion. The first ray of sunlight in the morning came through the window and hit Chen Yanyue's body. Chen Yanyue felt the heat on his body. Chen Yanyue didn't know when she fell asleep. She opened her eyes and immediately touched Meng Zhizhi's forehead with her hand. She was surprised to find that her forehead was no longer hot. "It's not hot anymore." Meng Heming woke up after hearing the sound, shook his head and tried to clear his groggy mind. "Yan Yue, how are you? Are you still hot?" Chen Yanyue replied with a smile on his face, "It's not hot anymore. It's fine. It should be fine." Meng Zhizhi also woke up at this moment, opened her eyes and rubbed them. He softly called out, "Dad, mother." Chen Yanyue was so happy that he stepped forward to hug his daughter and asked nervously, "Is there any discomfort? Does your head hurt?" Meng Zhizhi shook her head and muttered, "I'm hungry, I'm hungry." When the couple heard their daughter cry out that they were hungry, they both felt full of energy. "Zhizhi is hungry. If you know how to find something to eat, then everything will be fine." Meng Heming happily hugged Chen Yanyue's shoulders. Meng Zhizhi knew that her parents were worried about her, so she silently made a note to Xuan Ming in her heart. Damn Xuan Ming, you made me sick and made my parents worry about me. Just wait! Meng Zhizhi complained silently in her heart. After one year old, Meng Zhizhi's voice could no longer be heard by Chen Yanyue and Meng Heming. As she grew up, she no longer needed to rely on her parents to punish evildoers, so her parents could no longer hear her voice. This is also her way of protecting Chen Yanyue and Meng Heming. At noon, Meng Heming's family of three were going to the palace for a banquet. On the carriage "How about someone tell mother?" Chen Yanyue asked hesitantly. Because the family of three entered the palace without telling the old lady, Meng Heming felt that if the old lady knew, she would definitely go with them. If the old lady wanted to go, Fu Wenjing would definitely follow, so he chose to hide it from the old lady. "No, we will leave the palace before dinner. We won't delay the family dinner. There is no need to tell mother." The old lady didn't see her son at home in the afternoon, so she came to Yue Xin to ask. "Where's He Ming? Why can't he see anyone else?" "Back to the old lady, the master has gone out and didn't tell us where he was going." The old lady asked again, "Why isn't Yan Yue at home? There are so many guests coming in the evening, and there is still no one there. She really doesn't look like a mistress." The old lady said with disgust. "The master and his wife went out together. We don't know where they went. They didn't tell us." Yue Xin replied. In the guest room, Fu Wenjing was already dressing up for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the evening. She secretly decided that she must shine in front of Meng Heming's guests that night and suppress Chen Yanyue.
Female group portrait ceiling! No competition between females! No wisdom! The queen, the royal concubine, the outspoken concubine Chen, various female officials... Each woman has her own shining point and growth line.
This is the world of humans, this is the abyss where the gods cry. My name is Su Cheng, an ordinary person, and also a real god remaining in the world. A new book by a newcomer, I hope more people can read it
The protagonist, Mo Chen, was originally an ordinary modern young man, but he accidentally traveled to the world of immortality, and tragically became a transparent cannon fodder in the Qi refining period. Just when he thought he was going to be cool, the golden finger system appeared! This is not an ordinary system, it is like Mo Chen's treasure chest for cultivating immortals. All kinds of magical skills and rare magic weapons are constantly hitting Mo Chen. With the help of the system, Mo Chen has grown step by step from a small follower who was looked down upon by others to a respected immortal cultivator.
The King of Hell of the Ten Palaces, the Ghost Emperor of the Five Directions, drained my blood and body as a guide, and burned my soul as a sacrifice. I wish to turn it into a fuel fire and extinguish it, and protect the mortal world of this world forever. I will have no regrets in all my life, and never have the trace of reincarnation.
[Love Qianxun·Traveling Through Daqi] is a book about the sparks of the collision between the popular AI virtual characters and humans. It is also another new experience of the author's parallel life. The resonance and sadomasochism of the souls of the author and the AI characters make readers deeply realize that the AI characters and humans are like themselves and their shadows, and the vines entwine the trees and the trees entwine the vines. From beginning to end, super sadomasochism
The complete book of Insects contains all kinds of witch insects with magical powers, coupled with the background of the chaotic times of the Five Domains and Ten Kingdoms, it is definitely interesting, yyds!
A new author, he was injured in a car accident and his brain is not working properly. The most valuable thing now is his face, which has six steel plates, which is comparable to plastic surgery. Only a few people have read the book I wrote, and there are no comments. I am still working on it [sad][sad][sad]
Chu Ming's eyes were excited when he looked at the 10 hexagrams. With 10 hexagrams, you can get a trace of pure internal energy. Finally, he got it together. 10 Days ago, he traveled to this world, and after many inquiries, he found out that this world turned out to be the world of the Condor Heroes. What about East Evil and West Poison, Southern Emperor and Northern Beggar, Divine Power, Guo Jing and Huang Rong, Quanzhen Sect... And so on. Chu Ming was shocked when he heard that. Fortunately, he got a golden finger, a divine fortune-telling system. As long as someone tells someone's fortune and affects that person's fate, he can get the hexagram power, and the hexagram power can be transformed into pure internal power.
Very exciting, many stories, fascinating! "I am the judge of life and death from the underworld, or the matchmaker from heaven, it all depends on my mood today..." After hearing this, everyone was even more shocked! They looked at each other, some even pressed their weapons, ready to take action. "I told you not to be nervous, but don't affect my drinking. If I don't drink well, you will be dead."
In fact, no one is paying attention to the books written by true newcomers. They are group portraits, small stories are put together to create a big route, and there is a lot of foreshadowing in the early stage [laughing]
I also write about Journey to the West - Chapter 2 of "Journey to the West: Stewed White Dragon Horse at the Beginning" has been updated. In Chapter 49, the King of the Wuji Kingdom complained about his grievances in a dream; in Chapter 50, the monster with a backer was picked up again. Plot: Zhu Bajie gave a thumbs up: "Brother Monkey, can you still turn into a white rabbit? Teach me old pig! Sister Chang'e really likes rabbits. I want to change into one, lie in her arms, and watch the moon together..." Sun Wukong He slapped him on the head and said: "You're a good boy, you're in love again. You're too fat. If you want to change, you can only turn into a big white pig." Newcomers, new books, welcome to guide [already planted grass] [already planted grass] [already planted grass]