Zuo Wang Dao, Daqian Road, Big Boss Hong Zhong, Brother Huozai, Li Huowang

1 道 The End of the Road Ah Jing's Respect717k WordsCompleted 1.7kReads5.8Score181Shelves

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They are basically the same person, but they are quite interesting.

6 斩 God-Killing: the Fun-Loving Man Li Huowang's Template Gets a Lot of Response Fish Jumping in the WaterUrban156k WordsOngoing 1.5kReads7.0Score209Shelves

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These two, I dare say, are two of the best-looking fanfics of Daogui. The writing and plot of the second book are really well integrated with Daogui, and the description is amazing.

8 一 One Person: There Are so Many Forbidden Arts, You Choose Daqianlu? Immortality490k WordsCompleted 4.8kReads8.3Score328Shelves

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Master Tao, I am done

12 斩 Zhan Shen: Madman? Fraud? Is This Novel Serious? Tudou Minesweeper2.0M WordsOngoing 30.7kReads8.6Score3.3kShelves

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I empty the board and start sawing it white

13 崩 Beng Tie: Li Huowang Is Here! We Are Hopeless! Kill the True King of Pompeii Alone237k WordsOngoing 236Reads6.4Score—Shelves

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The first one was very exciting and fun, the two God-Slayings were also well written, and the last one in Bengtie was also very interesting, The Redemption of the Bian Lao.

19 龙 Dragon Clan: There Are so Many Forbidden Spells, You Can Record Them Randomly A Small Courtyard233k WordsOngoing 104Reads—Score—Shelves

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Dragon Clan + Dao Gui

20 只 Just Kill but Not Cross, This Taoist Priest Is Going Evil! Midsummer Is ComingMystery2.1M WordsCompleted 84kReads9.2Score7.7kShelves

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Carefully selected🤓☝🏻

31 斩 Kill the God: Variety of Templates, the Painting Style Gradually Becomes Abstract Chili Peppers Will Explode1.0M WordsCompleted 21kReads8.8Score1.9kShelves

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The first book is so good. It tells the story of Chen Li who travels to the world of God-killing. He was kept for 17 years to activate the system. Then he chose the Li Huowang template and started in the world of God-killing. The second book, although it is not a pure Daqianlu, there is someone who plays Li Huowang in it.

32 质 Question Me? Physical Exorcism Is Also Exorcism! Half ClothesUrban206k WordsOngoing 84Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Oh, nice, nice

45 重 Rebirth, Doomsday, Refining Gu and Ascension to Immortality YouyouyoushenyouSci-Fi & Apocalypse706k WordsOngoing 1Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The head of the last survivor exploded in the palm of my hand, and warm blood mist splashed on my face. I raised my hand to wipe it away expressionlessly. It was finally completely quiet in the ruins, leaving only the whimpering of the broken bricks blown by the wind. The pale moonlight at one o'clock in the morning shone like a thin layer of frost on the flesh and bones on the ground. I picked up the parchment roll that had fallen by my feet. The blood streaks on it were slowly retracting. The roll was glowing with a red light that was close to A-grade, and the smell of blood permeated every inch of the folds. How many people were killed? Can't remember clearly. All I know is that from dusk to early morning, the living creatures in the field of vision changed from densely packed to a few scattered ones, and finally disappeared completely. The parchment said, enough, the blood food is enough for it to break through. "You can go back now." I whispered, my voice hoarse as if it had been sandpapered. My parents waited in despair, my pregnant wife held her belly and giggled, and my sister huddled in the corner for fear of being beaten... Their faces flashed back in my mind, supporting me through the nausea of ​​each killing. "Want to know a secret?" The parchment suddenly spoke, his voice like countless tiny insects crawling through his eardrums. I frowned and tightened my grip on it: "I don't want to. Send me home." "Haha..." It let out a weird laugh, and a pressure that far exceeded B+ level suddenly pressed on me, crushing me like a mountain and making my knees tremble. "Don't worry, you may thank me after hearing this secret." "What do you want to do?!" I felt strong uneasiness in my heart and shouted sternly, "You want to break the agreement?!" We agreed that if we kill 100,000 people, it will send me home. But now, more than 200,000 people have died in my hands, but it still refuses to move. Parchment's laughter became even harsher: "Zheng Yunfeng, I have kept a secret from you for a long time..." "What secret?!" I shouted, cold sweat running down my back. "Actually, you are from this world." It said slowly, and every word was like an ice pick piercing my heart. "Your 'family', your obsession with 'going home'... Are all my tampered memories." "No -!" I backed up suddenly and hit the broken wall, roaring like a beast in my throat, "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" The faces of my parents, my wife's smile, my sister's tears... Those memories are so clear, how could they be fake? "I killed more than 200,000 people! Far more than the 100,000 promised!" I clutched the parchment tightly, my knuckles turning white from the exertion. "Why don't you send me back?! Why don't you fulfill the agreement?!" "Hahaha..." The parchment laughed even more crazily, "Poor man. I tell you the truth, but you would rather believe in the illusion." Its red light became stronger and stronger, and its pressure almost crushed my bones. "Your family..." It prolonged its tone, as if it was playing with my pain, "it didn't exist from the beginning." "Shut up——!" I punched the ground, gravel flew, and the severe pain of broken finger bones could not cover the panic in my heart. Cracks began to appear in the memory. My parents' faces became blurry, my wife's smile was strangely stiff, and my sister's cries were mixed with a sharpness that didn't belong to her... Those obsessions that supported me in living were like paper soaked in water, slowly deforming and rotting. "What on earth do you want to do?!" I stared at the parchment with bloodshot eyes. It didn't answer, but the red light became brighter, and the body slowly unfolded, revealing the dense blood-colored runes inside - those runes were squirming, gradually forming a human face, smiling ferociously and contentedly. The sky above the ruins was filled with blood again. This time, I knew it was going to devour more than just blood. And me. The pressure of the parchment roll suddenly subsided, and the roll body trembled slightly, as if struggling. The human face composed of bloody runes gradually faded, revealing the original mottled leather, which still retains the knife marks I accidentally made when fighting in the past. "Ha..." There was hesitation in its voice for the first time, "It would be a pity to kill you." I looked up suddenly, my eyes bloodshot: "What do you mean?" "Over the years, from when I was just a rag that could only absorb blood stains, to now I can lift up the blood-colored sky..." It said slowly, curling up and brushing the back of my hand, with a strange warmth, "It was you who fed me flesh and blood, and blocked me from fatal attacks time and time again. Even if it is a stone, it is time to keep warm." I was stunned, and then I felt a deeper nausea - talking about a relationship with a monster? What a big joke! "Join me." The parchment scroll's voice was seductive, "Be my subordinates, and together we will devour the world and become the true master." "Get out!" I screamed and backed away, "I want to go home! I want to see my family!" "Family?" The parchment scroll suddenly laughed, with ice quenching in the laughter, "Then I will let you 'meet' them -" "When you were chased by monsters, that pregnant wife locked the door with her own hands!" Its voice was suddenly sharp, piercing into my mind like a needle. "It's not that she doesn't love you, she's just afraid! She's afraid that those monsters will rush into the house, and she's afraid of getting pregnant. Your child will not survive! But as soon as you were torn apart, she went crazy - rushed out with a kitchen knife, crying to avenge you, but her neck was bitten by the monster, and her intestines were dragged all over the floor! She kept her eyes open until she died, and she was still chanting your name!" "No... It's not like that..." I held my head and squatted down. The woman's face flashed before my eyes, her trembling hands when she locked the door, and her decisive back when she rushed out. The picture was terrifyingly real. "And your parents!" The parchment pressed closer and closer, and the bloody runes exploded in front of my eyes, showing two old people lying in a pool of blood. "When you rushed into the shelter, you broke their necks with your own hands! Before he died, the old man grabbed your arm and said, 'Yunfeng, is a monster controlling you? Let's go home, and dad will take you to see a doctor'! The old woman was lying next to you, staring at you, and she didn't close her eyes until she died!" "Stop talking... Please stop talking..." I was trembling all over, my stomach was churning, and the forgotten images came out - my father's blood splattered on my face, the whooshing sound in my mother's throat, and the desperate worry in their eyes. "The most pitiable thing is your sister..." Parchment's voice suddenly softened, as soft as a poisonous snake's Nobuko, "That little girl who always follows you and calls you 'brother'. When you pinched her neck, she still grabbed your hand and cried, 'Brother, I don't want to make you angry anymore, please don't kill me?' There was no hatred in her eyes, it was all fear! She was afraid that her brother would never change again!" "Ah——!!!" I let out a heart-rending howl, like a beast whose heart had been ripped out. My sister's little tear-stained face magnified in front of her eyes, and the way she looked at me at the end was not fear, but confusion, or distress - she was thinking until she died, what happened to my brother? "No... Impossible..." I shook my head desperately, digging my nails into the ground, and blood mixed with soil embedded in the gaps between my nails, "You lied to me! You tampered with my memory! My family... How could my family..." "I lied to you?" Parchment sneered, "You touch your chest and ask your poor conscience - have you ever smelled the smell of blood in your parents' house? Do you always dream about your sister grabbing your trousers at night? Do you want to run away when you see a pregnant woman?" Every word is like a knife, cutting me open, revealing the rotting internal organs inside. Those details that I had deliberately forgotten, those nightmares that kept me awake, turned out to be true. I killed them. I personally killed the only person in the world who loved me. "Why..." I muttered to myself, tears mixed with snot and blood flowing down my face, "Why should I do this..." "Because you are just like me." The parchment's voice was terrifyingly gentle, "We are all monsters. Monsters don't need family, they only need killing and strength." "No... I'm not a monster..." I screamed, but I couldn't even fool myself. My wife's blood, my parents' bones, my sister's tears... It's all on my hands, and I can't even wash them off. Despair is like a tide, flooding from the soles of your feet to the top of your head. I wanted to stand up and shred the damn parchment, but my body was as soft as a puddle of mud. It turns out that the home I desperately wanted to go back to had been destroyed by my own hands a long time ago. It turns out that my family, whom I miss day and night, had died in my hands a long time ago. "Join me." The parchment said again, with a hint of imperceptible temptation in his voice. "At least, if you follow me, you don't have to think about this anymore." I raised my head and looked at the ruins soaked in blood, and at the fish belly white on the horizon. The sun is coming, but the darkness in my eyes will never go away. "Ah——!!!" I let out a desperate cry, my voice was too hoarse to be human, and it made the broken bricks in the ruins tremble. Tears burst out, but they couldn't wash away the blood on his face, let alone the sins in his heart. It turns out that the cruelest thing in the world is not the monster's claws, but the truth. And I am the fool who pushed myself into hell with my own hands. The cave was damp and cold, and Han Xinyi huddled in the deepest part, holding a sharp stone tightly in her arms. The screams and explosions outside had long since subsided, but the fear that penetrated her bones was like a vine, clinging to her so tightly that she couldn't breathe. Footsteps suddenly sounded at the entrance of the cave, very heavy, with the sound of the soil being crushed. Han Xinyi's heart jumped suddenly, and her eyes suddenly lit up. It's him! Zheng Yunfeng must be back! "Brother Zheng? Is that you?" Her voice trembled, with the ecstasy of the rest of her life as she struggled to crawl out. The light at the entrance of the cave was blocked, and a tall shadow was cast in. But that's not Zheng Yunfeng's profile. The shadow had a stooped back, two curved bone spurs on the top of its head, and irregular hard lumps on both sides of its shoulders. Its arms were so long that it dragged to the ground, and its fingertips were jagged claws that shone with cold light. Han Xinyi's smile froze on her face, her body that had just been raised froze instantly, and her blood seemed to solidify at this moment. The green-faced and fanged monster slowly lowered its head. On its wrinkled face, two turbid eyes stared at her. The corners of its mouth grinned, revealing two rows of jagged saw teeth. Saliva dripped down the gaps between the teeth, making a "sizzling" pit on the ground. "Zheng... Brother Zheng..." Han Xinyi's voice was trembling, and the stone in her hand fell to the ground with a "clack", "Where are you..." The monster let out a low roar of unknown meaning, and the fishy smell poured in along the hole, making her almost nauseous. It raised its jagged claws and approached the hole step by step, causing the ground to vibrate slightly with each step. Han Xinyi retreated desperately, her back pressed against the cold rock wall, unable to retreat. She looked at the monster's face getting closer and closer, looking at the saw teeth that shone with cold light, and finally couldn't help but let out a heart-rending scream: "Help -!!!" But the only response to her was the monster's growling getting closer and closer, and the deathly silence outside the cave. Zheng Yunfeng looked numb and lowered his head. In this desperate moment, he suddenly remembered someone who treated him gently and carefully, Han Xinyi...

46 斩 Zhan Shen: This Person's Mind Is Insane. Sliding Door Building111k WordsOngoing 116Reads5.8Score105Shelves

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