In this book, the heroine leads the beast world to become famous all over the world, and the fried chicken is beautiful. It is the only fantasy book that I am chasing [Blowing Kiss][Blowing Kiss]
This book is quite imaginative. The first person is a personality made up by the heroine. In fact, neither the hero nor the heroine are human. The first person later was killed! Then the whole story starts to unfold from a third-person perspective. It's really interesting. The author has a great world view and the writing is quite good. I don't know why no one watched it. Recommendation [eat melon]
How does it feel when a hero is backstabbed by the whole world? His sincere sacrifice was exchanged for being framed and tortured, his loved ones died tragically, and he himself died in the execution ground. Death is not the end. A question allowed him to cross the line and come back to life. There is no frustrating foreshadowing of pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, the strength is fully developed at the beginning, and the main line of revenge is straight away. The old grudges are settled one by one, and the plot is unparalleled all the way. The revenge scenes are very dense. If you like the story of cultivating immortals without feeling aggrieved, you can go straight to it. ☀️
My name is Li Xia, and the good news is that I have traveled to the world of immortal cultivation, and I have a good talent. The bad news is, there's a soul inside this body. Female! Love brain! The worse news is that she and I are still taking turns taking control of our bodies every day.
I stole a forbidden martial arts book that I shouldn't have read, and my right hand began to be covered with corrosion marks. Now every time I remove a bone, the thing in my head gets more excited. 🥳😫😫🌸🥳🤗😴
Don't miss it if you like a relaxing game. The overlord of Blue Star Technology is assassinated and the protagonist travels through the Dark Continent and becomes a baby. He has no strong physique, but the system is not powerful. He keeps making complaints about the stars and the sky.
The young man devoted himself to studying the inheritance of tea ceremony, comprehending the Tao day and night, and gradually gained the capital to compete with the Nine Heavenly Immortals. #Question#Tea Ceremony Cultivating Immortality
Recommend the wonderful book "Tao Ding Ling Xiao" - I turned my mortal world into an immortal, enlightened the Tao Ding with my mortal bones, and ascended the path to immortality in one step. It is constantly exciting, without any hydrology, and is not ambiguous. It is worth recommending! ! !
I am Da Qin, and Da Qin is me. The work combines the steady development of "mortal cultivating immortality" with the crushing feeling of the steel torrent of "the fourth natural disaster". There is no upgrading to fight monsters, and there is no protagonist who has to endure hardships. No system
Ning Tao, the spiritual animal destined to be sacrificed, sneaked into the center of the formation to control the restrictions, and lay dormant in the formation to secretly plan. Release a crowd of sacrifices to disrupt the altar, and fight to escape from the chaos. Faced with endless hunting and hunting, he took advantage of the favorable geographical location and people's hearts, used formations to counter the enemy, and leveraged his strength to fight through the strangling web of fate to carve out a path against nature.
Lai Jiesheng touched the astrolabe and suddenly became a hot cake! Both the demon and the heavenly official are chasing after him. When he is about to die, he awakens the memory of Xingjun. He meets two strange people and finally finds out that he is a pawn!
Traditional fantasy, the protagonist has no system, no rebirth, he fights by means, relies on talent, is not brainless, is not a holy mother, practices step by step, fights against the rebirth of the strong, the invasion of extraterrestrial demons such as system travel, and the natives can also reach the top.
The author + wrote that both male warriors traveled through time, and the male warrior god changed his gender to a girl. This setting directly poked me! The cold warrior god turns into a pretty girl. While adapting to his new identity, he leads the author to fight monsters and survive. The system is bound to live and die together. The early stage is full of tension, the later stage is gentle and pampering, and after many years, he is willing to be ordinary. The scene of calling people to eat under the sunset is warm and sweet, fantasy + daily life + immortality, sweet but not greasy, the more you watch it, the more you get addicted! !
Recommended new book: "The Calamity Furnace", respect~^ Oriental Fantasy Brain Fantasy #Don't Follow the Old Routine #Robbery Xiuliu Introduction: Cultivation means borrowing debt from the way of heaven, and overcoming calamity means repaying the debt; and there is a furnace in his body, which specializes in cultivating all calamities in the world. In the nine realms of the world, all things need to "borrow the power of heaven" to practice. Every time you break through a major realm, it is equivalent to signing a "debt" to Heaven. When the debt period comes, a disaster will come: if you can carry it over, the debt will be cleared and the state will be solid; if you cannot carry it over, both body and soul will be destroyed, and there will be no chance of reincarnation. Therefore, what monks in the world fear most is not powerful enemies, but calamity. There is not one person out of a hundred who successfully overcomes the tribulation. Every city and every sect has people who specialize in dealing with the funeral affairs of those who fail in the tribulation: the undertakers. They are the people at the bottom of the spiritual world. They deal with corpses after calamities all the time. Their bodies are stained with the smell of calamity ashes that cannot be washed away, and are considered unlucky. Chapter 1 The Embalmer It was dusk in Luojie Town, and the sky was gray. It's not as gray as a cloudy day, but like an old iron plate that has been smoked thousands of times by calamity fire, weighing heavily on the ridge of the roof. The mortuary shop at the east end of the town has no signboard, and only has a piece of dead willow planted on the lintel: everyone within a hundred miles radius knows that the place where the dead willow is planted is where the dead are collected. Shen Du was squatting on the ground, wiping Blacksmith Wang's face with a piece of linen cloth. It's said to be a face, but actually it doesn't look much like a face anymore. Three days ago, Blacksmith Wang broke through the calamity-inducing realm in his backyard. The calamity fire poured in from the Tianling Gai and burned all night. By the time the neighbor opened the door, his whole body had been reduced to black coals, with only the family heirloom on his chest still embedded in his flesh, proving the identity of the deceased. "Boy Shen, wipe it clean." Wang Dashi, the son of Blacksmith Wang, stood at the door, dressed in filial piety, but his tone was not very sad, but more impatient, "My father has been very decent in his life, don't let him leave in an ugly way." Shen Du did not raise his head. His fingers were steady, and he used a damp cloth to wipe away the burnt dead skin little by little, revealing the texture underneath that had not yet been completely charred. Ordinary undertakers would not dare to touch the corpses that failed to survive the tribulation: the remains of corpses after the tribulation are often lingering with the lingering tribulation energy, and if they get even a little bit, they will be sick for half a month. But Shen Du is not afraid. He has been doing this business with his master since he was eight years old. He has handled thousands of robbed corpses, and his body has long been stained with the smell of robbed ashes that cannot be washed away. People in the town said that he had a tough life and was capable of calamity. Only Shen Du himself knew that it wasn't because of fate, but because he could see it. He could see the dissipating crimson fire on Blacksmith Wang's body. The fire was not burning on the flesh, but on the remaining traces of the soul, like a dark red snake, loosening up little by little. Ordinary people can't see anything. They only feel chills and palpitations when approaching the corpse. But in Shen Du's eyes, the entire mortuary was shrouded in a faint crimson halo. This is his secret. He could see Zed. For as long as he could remember, Shen Du could see something hanging above everyone's head. For ordinary people, it is a gray fog, so light that it is almost invisible; for practitioners, the fog is thicker and darker; and when it comes to transcending tribulations, the fog will suddenly shrink and burn, turning into tribulation fire, tribulation thunder, tribulation wind, all kinds of things, all deadly things. He had reminded Blacksmith Wang. Three days ago, under the old locust tree at the entrance of the town, he looked at the red calamity fire above Blacksmith Wang's head that had condensed into the shape of a sharp claw. He couldn't help but said: "Uncle Wang, the calamity fire above your head is red, and it is very dangerous. Don't break through within three days." Blacksmith Wang spat at him at that time. "You little undertaker, are you cursing me?" Then Wang Dashi rushed out and pushed him staggering, calling him "a disaster born from a crow's mouth." None of the onlookers spoke for him, and looked at him like a piece of unlucky shit. Shen Du has experienced this kind of thing too many times. He stopped talking and lowered his head to continue wiping. Wang Dashi stood at the door for a while, probably feeling that the room was unlucky, so he said, "After wiping, go to Wang Ji's blacksmith shop to get money" and left. The footsteps faded away, and the only sounds left in the mortuary were Shen Du's breathing and the subtle "crackling" sound made when the calamity fire on the body dissipated. When it touched his chest, Shen Du's hand suddenly stopped. Something is wrong. Blacksmith Wang's calamity fire was red, he could see this clearly. But at this moment, in the deepest part of the blackened sternum, where the breast protector pressed, there was a very faint light: not red, but dark gold. The light was too weak, like a firefly in the wind, looming among the remains of the red calamity fire. If it weren't for Shen Du's eyes, no one would have been able to discover it. He frowned, reached out and took off the breast shield embedded in the bone seam. The dark golden light suddenly brightened for a moment. Shen Du's pupils suddenly shrank. It was a ray of fire. Completely different from the crimson calamity fire wrapped around the corpse, this dark golden flame was only the size of a fingernail, floating quietly in the hollow of Blacksmith Wang's scorched sternum. There was a vague shadow inside the flame: like a tripod, but also like a furnace, simple and thick, exuding an indescribable and vast atmosphere. It is not Wang Blacksmith's calamity fire. Shen Du's instinct screamed, telling him not to touch it. He has been an undertaker for nine years and has seen too many strange deaths. He knows what can and cannot be touched. But that dark golden flame seemed to have some kind of magic power. His eyes were firmly attracted, and his body involuntarily moved closer. Just when his face was less than half a foot away from the flame, the flame suddenly trembled. As if it came alive, it turned into a dark golden stream of light and penetrated along the center of Shen Du's eyebrows. "Hmm!" Shen Du groaned, fell backwards, and hit the ground heavily with the back of his head. But he couldn't feel the pain anymore. An indescribable burning heat exploded from the center of his eyebrows, like a sun igniting in his skull, rushing crazily along his meridians. His body arched up, his fingers dug into the mud, and blood oozed from between his fingers. The scorching heat raged in the body for an unknown amount of time, and finally converged to a certain location under the lower abdomen, where is what practitioners call the sea of qi. The sea of qi of ordinary people is a dead desert, and in Shendu's sea of qi, there is something new at this moment. A furnace. It is the size of a palm, dark gold, has three legs and two ears, and the furnace body is covered with dense inscriptions. Shen Du didn't recognize any of those inscriptions, but the moment he saw them, two words naturally appeared in his mind: Robbery Furnace. The dark golden flame burned slowly in the furnace, and the red calamity aura remaining from Blacksmith Wang's body seemed to be pulled by some force. It was drawn along Shen Du's eyebrows, nose, and pores one by one, and was submerged into the calamity furnace. The flames of the calamity furnace suddenly shot up. The calamity fire that once made countless monks talk about it was refined like firewood in the furnace, turning into a ray of extremely pure power, overflowing from the furnace and slowly flowing into Shen Du's limbs and bones. His body is glowing. This is not a metaphor, there is dark golden light flowing under his skin, like magma running underground. The broken meridians were forcibly widened and reshaped, and the atrophied muscle fibers became firm and strong again under the infusion of power. Even the skin color, which looked pale after not seeing the sun for many years, revealed a warm luster. The whole process lasted about one stick of incense. When the last ray of crimson calamity energy was refined, the flames of the calamity furnace returned to calm, and Shen Du collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily. Sweat soaked his clothes, and his whole body looked like he had been fished out of the water. But his eyes were frighteningly bright.
A masterpiece of fantasy, one person and one dog delve into the fantasy world, full of creativity! There is nothing more addictive than seniority, and I am seniority [licking screen][sending heart][angry][fear][stunned][laughing and crying]
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The emperor was born and I am in this world, wasting my time and being trapped in this world. Peng's wings sometimes fly thousands of miles, but they also have to fly over Jiuzhong Mountain! Dapeng spreads its wings, I hit, oooo!
"This article is amazing! High IQ + imagination + unparalleled plot, completely unstoppable, poison, illusion, spear chain of destiny, Qin Ziche's consciousness space is more dangerous than the battlefield! Luo and Yuan merge to fight against fate. This inner drama is more exciting than the fighting drama. The battle on the spiritual level is amazing! #Consciousnesswar #innergrowth #fateconfrontation
Not to mention high quality, but the logic is absolutely online, the protagonist is not a virgin, rationality and sensibility coexist, the main line is clear, and the plot has ups and downs.
🌈🌈A really refreshing story, and a male protagonist with a high IQ, who is invincible at the beginning. Plus there are laughs throughout, it's really fun to watch [eat melon] [eat melon]