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One Hundred Thousand Years, I Have Lived Enough!
CitySuperpowerDifferent SpaceImagination The spiritual energy is cut off, and human society is gradually declining. Su Mu, a creature that has lived for a hundred thousand years, is constantly struggling on the road to death, just to escape this long and boring life. One day, a little girl broke into his world, causing the sealed memories deep in his mind to begin to loosen. Only then did he realize that his immortal body was actually sacrificed by others. In order to find a way to die and to so
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The Old Man from Ancient Times: Building a Saint's Club
[Imaginative article + Decisive killing + Baitiao system] "I handed over the ax for Pangu, I shed blood for Kaitian, does it matter if I share the power of hundreds of millions of luck?" Gods and demons are rampant in the prehistoric world. One calamity leads to death, one step is startling, Xu Ping'an said, "Fellow Taoist, please stay," and it is a very stable start for the saints to unite.
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Salt Cauldron Song of Shu
The reverie of mountains and rivers and the imprint of history illuminate the entries. Ancient history + "Shanghai Classic" + salt production + growth + strategy + marriage + war Modern youth accidentally traveled through the ancient Shu silkworm bush era, and when they opened their eyes, they were reduced to human sacrifices! In a desperate situation, the system completely shut down after telling him the time and place. He was a young man with no system, no identity, no memory of the original o
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Frost Comes to the Nine Realms
The nine realms collapsed, all races shed blood, and the dust of era changes drowned too many secrets. Qin Shuang woke up from the endless darkness, her memory was like broken stars, leaving only an immortal body in the ancient battlefield. He held half of the rusty sword tightly in his hand - it was a fragment of the ancient divine weapon "Split Sky". The solidified blood stains and intertwined dragon and phoenix patterns on the sword seemed to be whispering a forgotten name. "Who am I?" This q
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