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There are people here who have a long road in life, and the horses walk quietly; there is wine in the pot that needs to be drunk, and after dreaming, you will dream today and tonight. I am a guest in my dream; I am humble by birth, but never humble; my heart is often sad, but never desolate; my nature is always my own, but never conceited; my goals are illusory, but indestructible. The Dream Chaser. Another night of drunkenness in Chonglou, the purple moon surrounded the clear autumn; I dreamed back to the young man who was brave and traveled to Kyushu with righteousness. The light of the sword kills the shadow of the sword, the sound of the bow is thick with cold light; the sound of the gun appears only when it is heard, and the soul of the spear has died. The breeze blows thousands of miles, and there is no end of blood; the flesh paved the road, and the bones filled the ditch. Zui Chonglou, Zui Zhonglou! I wake up from my dream with three morning calls, and my head is already covered with white frost. Of heavy tenants. There are also rivers that have no roots when blown by wind, and a city that cannot rain when struck by thunder. The ups and downs of the ages are reflected in this sword. The rise and fall of the guest. There are still people with murderous intentions and people in the wind...

When Li Chuang discovered that he could travel back and forth into a world similar to Western Fantasy, he was shocked. Do you want to take a risk and make a fortune? Do you want it? Do you want it? Do you want it? Very dangerous! A bit scary! Maybe he will die there? Then forget it. "Drip" "I'm taking the exam. It's the 8th. I need to pay back the money." "Nima, it's all worth it for the food money." In short, it's just a story about eating.

People always think that immortal cultivators are dedicated to practicing for immortality. They always meditate day after day, year after year, and are accompanied by loneliness. But is this really the case? Little did they know that the world of immortality has developed its own civilization after tens of thousands of years of development. They have their own shortcuts, their own methods of knowledge dissemination, their own food, and their own lives. Immortal cultivators are also human beings. They have their own families and have to run around for life. They have their own troubles and have to work to earn spiritual stones. They complain too, but never stop. At this time, our protagonist Hao Weisuo came to this world in a daze. He did not escape compulsory education on earth, and he did not escape fairy education here. A series of interesting things started from here... Let me reiterate, this article is a very orthodox, very rigorous, and very close to life normal novel.