Zilong and Long Wangchuan quickly stood between Scarlet Nightmare and the others, shouting loudly: "Stop it! There is no point in fighting each other like this!" His eyes swept across Scarlet Nightmare, Ah K and others, and his tone was firm: "Crimson Nightmare, Ah K, Ye Fuji, the real culprit is not any of you, but the Heavenly Demon Temple is the enemy we have to face, not each other."
Welcome to comment. I will give five stars, but I will not always say good things. New book, new book, a love story between a small town essayist and a spirited girl. Everyone is welcome to read it.
"Drink, Zhu Baochang!" I saw the "Xueli Jiao" lightly parted her red lips, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, raised the delicate wine cup in her hand with a half-smile, and stared at Zhu Liuke with her seductive eyes like silk.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ I stayed up all night to catch up and still have more to say! One sentence summary: The story of a peasant girl who used a hoe and a medicine hoe to become a Buddha from twenty-three coins to thousands of families. Farming is the outside, inheritance is the inside, and pattern is the soul. Let's talk about the advantages first: The pace is fast, the fifty chapters are completed, the chapters are progressed, and there is no watering down or procrastination. From traveling through time, tying up the system, rejecting the Zhao Mansion, rescuing Lu Yanzhou, renting wasteland, opening a shop, filing a lawsuit, entering a trial, planting rejuvenation grass, refining the Nine-turn Rejuvenation Pill, investigating a case, opening a pharmacy, and running a school - each chapter has a clear goal and is intensively enjoyable. The character is stable. The heroine Shen Qiuhe is not a virgin, has no love, and does not rely on men. She has knowledge (graduated from Agricultural University), character (be strong and will not show weakness), and growth (from just thinking about making money to being willing to take on the mission of Yaowang Valley). The male protagonist Lu Yanzhou is cold and talkative but delivers porridge every night. I have waited fifty chapters for these four words "it's been a long time coming" and it's worth it. The supporting role is not a tool. Zhao Wanning's transformation from a tester to a close friend, her obsession and relief are very moving; Princess Anping's transformation from a sickly princess to a solemn doctor, her "benevolence as a doctor" has been continued in her. The pattern is opened. The heroine disclosed the formula of the Nine-turn Rejuvenation Pill, donated the "Heart Sutra of the Medicine King", opened a medical school, and wrote a medical book for children and Mongolian children - these actions elevated the work from "personal enrichment" to "helping the world and saving people." The third generation of the Valley Master has been waiting for three hundred years. What he is waiting for is not a person who can only keep secrets to himself, but a person who can spread medical skills to the world. Let's talk about the shortcomings: the early pace is too fast, the first three chapters contain too much information, and some plots are not developed enough. The uncle's line disappeared in the later stage, and the ending was a little hasty. The reasoning process in the De Fei case is weak, and the heroine is passive and has more evidence than actively investigating the case. Summary: For readers who like farming articles, systematic articles, slow-burning fortunes, and restrained emotional lines, this book is worth reading. It's finished, feel free to rush! 🌱 # #System # # #TomatoNovel
This is my first book, written with care, and is currently being recommended for testing. It is a cool novel about the times, reborn in the 80s, tearing apart a scumbag, starting a business on your own, marrying first and then falling in love, composing a spicy life. I look forward to your joining, commenting on each other, forming a team to code words [please update]
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Urban love story, the male and female protagonists redeem each other, sadistic and sweet, the ultimate aesthetics of youth love, strong men and strong women, no system, highly recommended! ! !
Don't be perfunctory, return as soon as you see it. Two male protagonists + mutual attack + verbal stimulation + double knot + guided forced love] [Closed inner weak attack * Dark belly, deep affection and strong feelings] In order to break the curse, the Xiang family brother and sister accidentally brought Xiao Wuli, the powerful regent, into the room of her brother Xiang Shang. When Xiao Wuli resisted for the first time. "Xiang Shang, get out of here, I'm not as good as the Dragon King!" Xiang Shang teased him playfully. "You have to pay to experience it elsewhere, but here it's free for you." ——— When Xiao Wuli was tired of and indifferent to him. "Xiang Shang, you look so dissolute, you don't look like a scholar at all!" Xiang Shang helplessly softened his tone and coaxed him. "I'm sorry, my wife, I don't have time for you to adapt." ——— Xiao Wuli was hurt by his words. "The following offender is a arrogant and rebellious person. I will strangle him to death in this dormitory!" Xiang Shang blamed himself and felt guilty. He had to coax him after being beaten. "Trouble you, remember to apply medicine on me when I faint..." —— Xiang Shang was tired and was beaten again and again for irritation. He couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to change. Xiao Wuli sneered and snorted: "It seems that my name is branded in vain, so let's put it on my right leg..." Xiang Shang's expression suddenly changed: "If we don't separate, we won't separate, even if we die!" This is a story of a closed heart, a weak attack, and a sinister, deep-hearted and violent story.
The characters in the novel are moving because they have light but are not dazzling; they have weaknesses but are more real. Every quarrel, every smile, every reckless choice they had made the three words "Chentangguan" sublime from a place name to a spiritual symbol - about how ordinary people become each other's beacon, about how to rebuild homes on the ruins, and about how friendship is tempered in the depths of time to be more dazzling than any medal.
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 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.
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