The protagonist of the first book controls multiple worlds from the perspective of God to provide himself with the source of essence to eliminate cancer; the second book has a beautiful writing style with a single female protagonist, and many of the author's own poems, which are also very sweet; the third book uses the galaxy gods competing for the Milky Way as the background to create a game. The protagonist can cheat multiple skills; the fourth book is about the daily life of the protagonist (Black Dragon) and Anna, as well as the story of the protagonist creating power and defeating the players, sweet, single female protagonist; the fifth book, the protagonist is invincible (slowly becoming invincible), protecting his sister; the last book, the author needs not to say more
Sui Sui's book is No.1 In my heart. The process of walking through it is so enjoyable. Okay, don't finish Sui Sui. Don't force me to kneel down and beg you.
There is no one of my favorite novels in Tomato. It may be due to personal taste. I don't even think that God Decapitation is as good as this one. Everyone I created has a sense of flesh and blood, especially a few key characters. The emperor and the Minghou in the early stage really have very fleshed-out characters, but later on it felt a bit too light. To sum up, it starts high and ends low, but even if it is gone, it is indeed a very good book. It is a pity that it did not meet the psychological expectations at the beginning.
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"The First Disaster of the Tang Dynasty" has been completed. 2 Million+ books written by myself. I feel that it is not bad. I will try to recommend [send my heart][send my heart][laugh][laugh][send my heart][send my heart]
Xian Xia's refreshing article is highly recommended, long and engaging, novel and unique! This book is different from the previous romance novels. It is really good-looking and the plot is not cliché. [Shocked][stunned][sent heart][vomited][rolled eyes][laughed and cried]
Updates are fast, five updates a day, and everyone is keeping their wits about them. If the male protagonist didn't have a broader layout and relatively stronger weapons, he might not be able to defeat others.
The mist is coming proudly, the flowers and fruits are fragrant, and the sea is set with a stick and thousands of demons are approaching.
Outside the East China Sea, in the water curtain, Qi Tianbi Gaoxian bowed.
Plain clothes, tears and love poems, waiting for you to pass away before you return.
When we first met, there was blood on the lips, and beauty was the first thing in the ages.
The sun is burning, the earth is cold, and the sky is cold. I see you again and remember your face in tears.
The jade jade is passed down, the golden bell appears, and the blood-stained mountain is the king's face.
The tears of a beautiful woman, the wish of a Gu spirit, my fate is up to me and not up to God.
Clear eyes and moon, soldiers and swords, looking at each other and despising the royal power.
When we meet again, life will burn like a branch, and the tree's wishes in the next life will not be in vain.
You will want to die, but your love will not die. Under the tree, your love will come again in the next life.
When we meet again, if we don't recognize each other, a little bit of fate will be like floating in the sky.
Water beads, three lives of love, ten miles of red makeup daughter's wish.
Ice Ge, memories are like sand, a clear word is worth a thousand words.
Extinguish the demon fire, make a wish, and the fifty-year wish will finally come true.
Five-colored sticks, continue the relationship, and we will meet again after five hundred years of fate.
Wearing prison clothes, in Nanguo Palace, Princess Huandu is infatuated with thoughts.
The lovesickness is strong, but a hundred years have passed, but the mountains are painted with a touch of red.
Yi Qianyan, the love will not change, if you forget the memories of this life and the next.
When the rain falls in my heart, I look for your shadow, and I still know you when I turn into a green pine tree.
On the battlefield, love is not over, and once you become emperor, it will be passed down through the ages.
The evil plan, looking at the moon with the heart, the thousand-faced iron palm turns into the past.
Tushan's true love cannot be extinguished, and he makes a wish under the acacia tree.
Dongfang went away for love at the beginning of the month, and the mountains were red and lovesick.
Why are the tears of the void made? The sadness of separation is gone forever.
There is no peace in Wangquan Manor, and the king's wealth and wealth are like spider madness.
At the beginning of the month, a person entered the village alone, and it was named after him throughout the ages.
There is another great disaster in Tushan, and the demon fox takes over the void under the tree.
The two made a contract to meet again in the next life.
When time passes and disappears, the vicissitudes of life change with it.
Su Su met Bai Yue Yue again, and her love dream was restored with a kiss.
Bitterness appears under the tree of bitterness, and I have not thought about it for thousands of years.
Lovers don't care about the long journey, they meet under the tree thousands of miles away.
King Quan can kill all monsters with one sword, and no monster knows his majesty.
Tears of the Void determine time and space, so why don't all the demons be frightened by it.
The eternal love will be here today, and we will meet under the tree that lasts thousands of years.
On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, the Huai River Bamboo Pavilion, the sheath flute depends on each other, no regrets
"The Way the Fire Comes" Chapter 44 (Excerpt) After speaking, he raised his eyebrows and raised his left hand high, then clasped his hands together, then opened them, and saw a bright "Swastika" seal appeared in his palm, which looked like it was made of gold. The movements of the big Buddha behind him standing high on the sky and the ground are synchronized with it, and a big Dharma seal with the word "swastika" that shines like the sun also appears in the palm of his hand. Wan Qianqiu's right hand gently held up the "" seal, and slowly pressed it forward, very slowly but very steadily. The two seals with the word "", one large and one small, carry the power of collapsing mountains and destroying mountains, as if they are carrying the power of the entire world and are moving forward, while the long river of squeezing words continues to retreat. Seeing this, the expression of the old man in plain clothes finally changed. He put on a robe without wind and raised it up high. He said angrily: "It's too much to bully others. Do you really think that I, a Confucian, can be bullied?" After hearing this, Wan Qianqiu burst into laughter and said domineeringly: "So what if I bully you?" Immediately, he waved his hand violently, and two big seals with the character "" came out of his hand and struck at the four of them with lightning speed. The expressions of Chu Huainan and the three of them changed greatly, and they hurriedly tried their best to activate the Zangtian Pavilion. The Zangtian Pavilion rotated rapidly under their urging, and the long river of words around it almost condensed into substance. At this moment, the old man sweeping the floor raised his eyebrows and widened his eyes angrily. He was wearing a long robe without any wind, making a hunting sound, and shouted loudly: "Is it tolerable, which one is intolerable?" As the old man sweeping the floor shouted, the roaring sea appeared behind him, and a giant kun from the North Sea was swimming in it. If you look closely, you can see that the sea and the giant kun are both evolved from densely packed and extremely small words. At this time, the old man sweeping the floor said loudly: "There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is..." It is the Confucian classic "Xiaoyaoyou". With the sound of the old man sweeping the floor reciting, the words evolved into the giant Kun in the North Sea, which gradually grew in size, and was not inferior to the giant Buddha standing tall on the ground behind Wan Qianqiu. "It turned into a bird, and its name is Peng..." The old man sweeping the floor shouted loudly, and only heard a melodious sound of Kun, and the giant Kun in the North Sea set off huge waves and rose into the sky. The giant kun from the North Sea jumped high and turned into a roc in the nine heavens. As a high-pitched roc crow sounded, the roc spread its wings and blocked out the sky... The old man sweeping the floor shouted again: "The universe floats day and night." As he shouted, behind him, the blue sea and sky, the sun and the moon emerged. Immediately, he pushed forward with the hand seals formed. In an instant, the small tower of light formed by Zangtian Pavilion merged with the Peng bird. It was held in the mouth of the Peng bird. It was like the most powerful warrior holding the sharpest sword and stabbing forward at a very fast speed. At this moment, both sides put their all into it, and the spiritual struggle was reflected in reality and could no longer be concealed. At this time, even some ordinary people who had never practiced spiritual practice almost felt something abnormal. They heard the sound of reading aloud and the sound of the long river of words flowing. Of course, they also saw the giant Buddha standing tall in the sky and the sea of strange flowers that almost filled the void. They were shocked and inexplicable for a while. So some people fled like crazy to avoid this monstrous disaster. Some people boasted that they were highly cultivated and remained calm in the face of danger. There were also many true Confucian disciples who suddenly felt inspired and started painting. There were also people who were singing wildly and composing poems loudly in the wind and rain. "I am a madman of Chu, and Feng Ge laughs at Confucius." "On the battlefield in the autumn, the troops are flying fast, and the bow is as frightened as a thunderbolt." "The river goes eastward, the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages." ... Seeing such an amazing peak showdown, some Confucian disciples with free and easy nature, heroic spirit, immediately sang in the wind and rain, showing the Confucian freehand style, how happy it is? It was too late to say, but it was too soon. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. With a "boom", the "" seal that quickly merged into one collided with the bird holding the Tibetan Pavilion in its mouth. For a moment, time and space stopped, the heaven and earth lost their voices, the heavy rain falling from the sky stopped and suspended in the air, and the Confucian scholars who were still singing wildly stood still and lost their voices. In an instant, it seemed as if everything had gone through a vicissitudes of life, everything returned to its original state, heavy rain fell to the ground, and the high-pitched chanting of the Confucian scholars resounded throughout the world... The Zangtian Pavilion flew out with a "boom" and hit Mount Tai in the blink of an eye, collapsing several peaks, raising smoke and dust all over the sky, and was buried under the rubble without any movement. Countless people watched blankly as the nine-story high-rise building that had stood in the sky and had not been shaken for thousands of years disappeared in an instant, collapsing several peaks of Mount Tai. They all opened their mouths and became speechless. How could the shock in their hearts be described as a stormy sea? But when the light dissipated, the long river of words stopped flowing, the light and shadow became illusory and dim, the wings of the roc were broken, the sun and the moon exploded, the blue sky shattered, and the sea evaporated. Chu Huainan and the three of them were seen hitting the high wall behind them, vomiting blood and motionless. The figure of the old man sweeping the floor became illusory, guarding the three of them. He looked at Wan Qianqiu in the light wind and clouds, and saw that the giant Buddha behind Wan Qianqiu split open and turned into the form of the Demon Ancestor. Under the Demon Ancestor, a sea of flowers bloomed from the other side, as red as blood, and the sky was filled with fire... The faces of Chu Huainan and the three of them were ashen, and they looked at Wan Qianqiu with dark eyes. Their hearts were cold, and they felt that this Wan Qianqiu was so terrifying? A Martial God, two Martial Saints, and a mysterious old man who far surpassed the Martial God realm, used Confucian artifacts to be so vulnerable? They tried their best but were easily defeated by Wan Qianqiu, how could they not feel despair? In the realm of heaven and man, is the combat power so terrifying?
In the first book, the characters' emotions are described very delicately, and every detail is a foreshadowing for the rest of the book. The characters in it are all brains; in the second book, the protagonist is very unique; in the third book, it is a refreshing novel; in the fifth book, written by Sister Xin, every character is his own protagonist. The characters in the whole book are using their brains to survive. Highly recommended! ! ! !