Want to watch something like "This is the Hollywood I Want". @ Hold the toad @ Qiao Quankun @ The Mo Mo of Luoxian Lake @ What to do if there is a shortage of books again @ Have a fantasy about the future world @ Pigeon & A Yuan @ Dongli who loves to eat cabbage and meat dumplings @ Right
Stop recommending the common ones and give the new gods a chance, such as this "F War Zone", a high-quality text that makes tea taste better the more you read it [Original Party][Original Party]
If you are in a book shortage, read it! A sneak peek! At this critical moment, Chen Kui and Nangong Jian moved almost at the same time! Chen Kui suddenly took a step forward. His burly body was as steady as a mountain in the wind and snow. The muscles of his left arm were knotted. He raised his right hand violently, and the "Tai'a" ancient sword behind his back, which had just been retracted but had not yet fully restored its luster, was unsheathed! Although the blade of the sword lacked the golden aura that it had in the past, it still exuded the awe-inspiring righteousness of an ancient divine weapon. On the spine of the sword, the faint cloud pattern shone slightly under the stimulation of the remaining internal power, and it made a low and powerful buzz, like a sleeping giant suddenly waking up. Chen Kui's eyes widened, and the veins on his forehead popped out. The remaining internal energy in his body poured into the sword without any reservation. The originally dim sword blade instantly glowed with a faint golden light. It was weak but tenacious. He withstood the pressure of the black giant sword and slashed at the charging black fire dragon! Almost at the same moment, Nangong Jian also moved! The tip of his left foot touched the ground, and his body shot out like an arrow from the string. The "dragon scale" sword behind him seemed to sense the owner's determination, and automatically broke free from the scabbard, turning into a green light and flying into his hand. This precious blade that had accompanied him to conquer all directions, the dragon scale patterns on the sword were still dim at this moment, but nourished by the internal force of Nangong Jian's forced operation, a fine green light glowed, and the sound of dragon roar could be faintly heard from the edge of the sword.