This lord novel is pretty good, mainly because the all-female army suits my taste. There is only one drawback. This is a new book and I saw it by chance. You can add a bookshelf to see
The male protagonist has a small world in his mobile phone, and the female protagonist is a native of the small world. As long as the male protagonist cheats the female protagonist, he can get a hundred times the reward. Therefore, the male protagonist only gives rubbish to the female protagonist, but the female protagonist relies on her own imagination and the rubbish given by the male protagonist to make a difference in the end of the world. The first task. The male protagonist strengthens three zombies that are chasing the female protagonist, but only puts a lipstick on the female protagonist, hoping that she will put on beautiful makeup before she dies. The female protagonist escapes with the help of brain power and lipstick, and the male protagonist is shocked... [Laughs]
The soul of the tyrant penetrates the deposed prince, lifespan summoning, light finger, no prophet, not a plug-in, pure power and brain-burning text, group portrait
This book tells the story of a man from science and engineering who died suddenly and entered the world of immortality and began to cultivate immortality. It belongs to the category of immortality novels. After reading Mortals, I am quite satisfied with it. The author's writing style is very good. Nirvana begins in chapter 100. There are tears and joys. Overall, it is not bad. You can check it out [Love] [Sparrow Eater]
After the naming ceremony, Xiao Qian went to the west of the city alone. He stood in front of the ruins without going in. Jiang Li stood in the middle of the ruins, with his back to him, his gray hair flying in the wind. "You're here." "You're here." "Wearing a crown?" "Yes." Jiang Li turned around and looked at him. There was something moving in those gray eyes, like two doors that had been rusty for a long time and were finally pushed open a little. "Let me see." Xiao Qian walked over and stood in front of him. Jiang Li looked at the crown on his head for a long time. "It doesn't look good," Jiang Li said. Xiao Qian said nothing. "But it suits you." The corner of Jiang Li's mouth moved. He didn't know whether it was a smile or something else. "It doesn't look good, but it suits you. Because your face is not the kind of face that wears nice things. Your face is a face that has survived the cold palace." He stretched out his hand to touch the ruffles on the crown, but stopped halfway. "Can I touch it?" Xiao Qian lowered his head and let the crown hang down to Jiang Li's hand. Jiang Li's fingers touched the strings made of broken jade, and his fingers trembled. "Thirteen years." His voice was hoarse. "When she died, she asked me to wait for you. She said that a person wearing a crown would come. That person would wake up the dragon's veins, bring the city to life, and make those who died not die in vain." His fingers tightened and he held a string of strings. "I've been waiting for you for thirteen years." Jiang Li let go, took a step back, and bent down deeply. Not kneeling, but bowing. Ninety degrees, very deep. "Jiang Li, see the Lord of Daxuan." Xiao Qian looked at his bent back and his gray hair blowing in the wind. "Get up." Jiang Li straightened up, his eyes red. But no crying. After thirteen years of waiting, I have dried up my tears. Dragon Veins That night, the clouds over the Fallen Dragon City split. It wasn't blown open by the wind or dispersed naturally. It was stretched open by something from the inside. The silver-white moonlight pours down from the cracks, not spilling, but pouring - like someone knocking over a basin of water in the sky, the moonlight pours out from the cracks, pouring into this dilapidated city, into every street, every house, and every person's dream. Xiao Qian stood on the city wall, his hands on his chest, his dragon scales were burning. The ground beneath my feet was shaking, not an earthquake, but a very light vibration, like a heartbeat. Once, twice, three times. The earth is breathing. Dragon Vein is breathing. He closed his eyes. He heard the voice. It's not what the ears hear, it's what the body hears. Very low, so low that it's almost inaudible, just vibration. Like a giant beast that had been sleeping for tens of millions of years, it turned over deep in the ground. The dragon is crying. But it stopped crying today. Because today, the one it waits for wears a crown. Xiao Qian opened his eyes, looked at the silver-white moonlight above his head, and raised the corners of his mouth. "From today on, this city is called Daxuan." The moonlight suddenly brightened. The dragon scales burned his chest, but he didn't let go. "From today on, this dragon vein belongs to me." The moonlight became brighter, even brighter, so bright that the whole city was illuminated silvery white. More than nine hundred people in the city woke up from their dreams at the same time. They didn't know what was going on, but they knew - something had changed. It's not that the city has changed, it's that the land beneath our feet has changed. It's alive. In the distance, on the western skyline, a person stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the silvery white light in the direction of Fallen Dragon City. Li Tianxiao. His face looked ugly. It wasn't because of fear, it was because the thing he had been waiting for for thirteen years, the thing he didn't dare to take, was taken away by a fourteen-year-old boy. "Daxuan." He read out these two words, and slowly opened the corners of his mouth, showing an expression that he didn't know whether he was smiling or angry. "What a loud tone." He turned around and walked into the darkness. The Tenth Name When Xiao Qian returned to the City Lord's Mansion, it was almost dawn. A line of fish belly white appeared on the eastern skyline, and gray-blue light leaked through the holes in the window paper and fell on the ground in front of the bed. He didn't sleep, sitting at the table with a book spread out in front of him - "Da Xuan Kai Ji Lu" that Meng Bo'an rushed to compile overnight. The first page, Zhang Liang. On the second page, Zhou Bo. On the third page, Bai Qi. Page 4, Chen Qi. Page 5, Meng Boyan. Page six, Liu San. On page seven, the cow is big and strong. Page 8, Zhou Fu. Page nine, Zhao Tiezhu. Page ten, blank. Two words were written on it with a brush: To be continued. Xiao Qian looked at those two words for a long time. To be continued. Daxuan opened the foundation, and out of ten people, only nine were filled. The tenth is blank. He knew who the tenth was—not one person, but many. It is those who have not yet been called out and are still on the way. Yue Fei, Zhang Sanfeng, Sun Wukong, Xiao He, Han Xin... And those people he hadn't thought of yet but were already on their way. He closed the book and placed it on his chest, next to the dragon scales. "System." "Here." "Today, Daxuan is established." "Congratulations." "You won't express your gratitude?" The system was silent for a moment. "Daily blind box x1 has been distributed." Xiao Qian smiled. "Stingy." He closed his eyes. There was light flashing in his mind - not the light of the system, but another light, golden and warm, like the morning sun, like the light in the eyes of those who knelt in front of him and shouted the word "Da Xuan" with all their strength. Xiao Qian fell asleep. He had a dream. In the dream, there were no dragons, no Blood Evil Sect, no Dayao Dynasty, and no Leng Palace. There was only one city in the dream, a very big city, ten thousand times bigger than the Falling Dragon City. There is a flag flying on the city wall, with one word embroidered on it - Xuan. There were many people standing outside the city, and he knew every one of them. They stood there, looking up at him. He stood on the city wall, wearing a black robe and a crown on his head. The wind blew from all the heavens and the world, blowing the cloak behind him. He opened his eyes - woke up. Outside the window, it's dawn. Meteor Dragon City ushered in the first ray of sunshine after it was renamed Daxuan. The plot guessing begins! 1. The tenth name: On the Kaijilu, page 10 says "To be continued". Who will be the tenth? Is it Yue Fei, Bai Qi, Zhang Sanfeng, or the monkey who is still squatting on the beam and can't even remember his own name? 2. Li Tianxiao's sneer: He said "in such a loud tone", not out of ridicule, but out of fear. The news of Daxuan's naming reached the Xuesha Sect, and he couldn't sit still. It's not because Xiao Qian has become stronger, it's because Xiao Qian gave this city a name. With a name, there is a root. Once the root is established, it can no longer be pulled out. 3. Dragon Vein's response: The moonlight poured in, the earth shook, and Dragon Vein completely woke up the moment Xiao Qian put on the crown. But the first thing it did when it woke up was not to kill for Xiao Qian, but to cry. What is the dragon crying about? Is it happy or sad? The person it was waiting for finally came. But is it really Xiao Qian it's waiting for?
It's a mind-blowing read, imagining Eastern history, with powerful plots, palace battles, large-scale wars, and the overall situation of the world. It is completely an epic historical narrative. There are many characters, but each has a distinct personality, and there are almost no facial expressions. The description of the human heart and human nature is also super delicate.
Blow up the God's toilet at the beginning, get the first pot of gold, hold a global event Wish Contest to complete the original accumulation, promote the recovery of spiritual power, and create an extraordinary era behind the scenes.