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The ancient powers were so playful that they shattered the land and turned it into countless large and small islands. Later people used small broken boats to go out to sea, and it was difficult to practice!

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works! The value of Chinese folktales lies not only in their literary value, but also in their important role in inheriting and promoting Chinese culture. These stories convey the history, culture, beliefs and values ​​of the Chinese nation through oral tradition, becoming a bridge connecting the past and the future. At the same time, these stories are also an indispensable part of people's lives. They make people feel warm and powerful, and they also allow people to understand themselves and their culture better. In short, Chinese folktales are an important part of Chinese culture. They not only enrich people's spiritual life, but also inherit the history and culture of the Chinese nation. We should cherish these stories, inherit their spiritual connotation, and let them continue to play an important role in modern society.

"Old Gan, have we got a new master?" "I don't know if the new master will be easy to get along with." "Being an emperor and a courtier, I'm afraid it won't be of any benefit to us. Alas, it's better to resign and go into seclusion." After traveling through time, Su Fubai heard his internal organs talking, and in his heart he planned to "resign and go into seclusion." The owner of this body is a so-called "little half-immortal" who was deceived and abducted. Due to some strange circumstances, he was captured and taken to the palace to treat the emperor's favorite concubine. If the treatment failed, he was beheaded. There seems to be a palace fight behind the matter, fighting for the undecided position of the queen. If he is cured, he may not die. Su Fubai: It's so hard for me!

The supervisor struggled on the edge of the abyss, encountered the "devourer", and fell into the paradox of existence. The game inside and outside the observation tower, the ultimate echo of the agreed topology, who is staring at the abyss?