A Novel About Traveling Through Ancient Times with a Hundred Thousand Modern Troops

161 仙 Searching for a Master in the Immortal World ExplorerUrban416k WordsCompleted 120Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Novels about cultivating immortals, novels, short stories, beggars' stories, soldiers' stories, and stories about the rebirth of college students!

168 杂 Miscellaneous Repairs A Snail That Keeps WalkingEastern Fantasy2.5M WordsCompleted 34.2kReads8.9Score3.5kShelves

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Interesting novel! Worth a look!

175 李 Li Chengdao Happy Golden FishEastern Fantasy4.9M WordsOngoing 16.8kReads9.2Score1.6kShelves

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Fantasy novel about cultivating immortals 4

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When the red light on the lens cover lit up, I twitched the corners of my mouth habitually. @ Douchengbaye. This movement touched the old scar on the left cheek, as if an invisible insect had drilled a hole under the skin. It was itchy, but I didn't dare to scratch it. Five years ago, I was Lin Wanqing, the woman who won the Golden Butterfly Award for Best Actress and whose smile could make the entire film festival hold its breath. Five years later, I am "Grandma's Kitchen", a has-been internet celebrity who eats strange things to gain attention. The ring-shaped fill light hung above my head, and the pale light was like a shadowless lamp on the operating table, illuminating my face in detail. In order to cover the ulcers and growths on the left half of my face, I applied three layers of concealer. The foundation was as thick as a crust of mud that was about to dry out. In this era of infinitely magnified pixels, any flaw will be captured by a high-definition camera as evidence of crime.

197 阴 Order from the Underworld: the Last Order Dou Cheng Ba Ye29k WordsCompleted 1Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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When the red light on the lens cover lit up, I twitched the corners of my mouth habitually. @ Douchengbaye. This movement touched the old scar on the left cheek, as if an invisible insect had drilled a hole under the skin. It was itchy, but I didn't dare to scratch it. Five years ago, I was Lin Wanqing, the woman who won the Golden Butterfly Award for Best Actress and whose smile could make the entire film festival hold its breath. Five years later, I am "Grandma's Kitchen", a has-been internet celebrity who eats weird things to gain attention. The ring-shaped fill light hung above my head, and the pale light was like a shadowless lamp on the operating table, illuminating my face in detail. In order to cover the ulcers and growths on the left half of my face, I applied three layers of concealer. The foundation was as thick as a crust of mud that was about to dry out. In this era of infinitely magnified pixels, any flaw will be captured by a high-definition camera as evidence of crime.