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--When the bloodline of the ancient dragon clan collides with the battlefield of explosive beasts, it is not only the map that is lost, but also the memory. Lin Xiwu, an "ordinary" new student who sleeps and has dull hair, comes to Tornado Village. She said "I just want to hang out", then turned around and rubbed the elite members of the hunter organization on the ground; she laughed and said "I am a wild hunter", but she possesses twin fire phoenixes, dragon green eyes and a mysterious system. Dungeons, psychedelic forests, teleporting stone chambers, talking explosive beasts... Every cheat awakens a blank space that has been erased. Every choice is torn between "tool" and "self". "Want me to join? Okay, beat me first." "Want me to remember? Okay, catch up with me first." When the desert oasis reflected the dark green of her hair, when the plants weaved a hammock for her, and the explosive beasts lit up the night sky for her, Lin Xiwu finally understood: getting lost was not an accident, but the beginning of her journey home. When the Saint is crowned, she gets a glimpse of the joys and sorrows of a person's life, as well as a future in which she will be washed, reshaped, and even forgotten. Even if you forget the way you came, you still have to go home. What I want is never destiny, but you who walk side by side. As a result, the vines bloomed, the ice and snow melted, and the ancient vows bloomed in the new era - "The tree spirits and the ice and snow no longer fight for the covenant, but fight for each other."

Quick wear + little flower fairy + flower thousand bones Qingxuan Chenxi, the princess of light and darkness, carries the code of flowers, but is eroded by the shadow in the torrent of fate. Tabas' obsession, Fanny's paranoia, the Elf King's bond, the past memories of her parents... Every choice tears apart her soul. When the lotus withered and the light left the body, she handed out the last ray of morning light, using life as bait, just to end the darkness. If the light is destined to go out, she will turn into the first ray of morning light and tell those who come after: "Kill me, and then-go to meet the true morning light." Volume 2: Saint Liu Ruoli of the Seven Kills Hall When the artifact from the ten directions reappears, the ancient power awakens, the confrontation between good and evil, old debts and new hatreds Is it redemption or destruction? She goes first with black and has no regrets; she works every step of the way, just for one sentence - waiting for you -Power, emotion, blood, the world - which one is more important? When the last page is closed, flowers bloom all year round on Huashen Island, and the blue sea and sky are clear, and then I finally get the sentence: "From now on, there will be no worries in the six realms, and we will go into seclusion."

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In the ancient territory of the Shenyu Clan, there is a legend about fate and blood. The Feng Clan, as the most noble ethnic group among the Shenyu Clan, has guarded this mysterious land for generations. However, a sudden change broke the tranquility of this land. Bai Motao, a snake girl with blue bird blood, was involved in the dispute between the Shenyu tribe and the snake tribe due to an accident. Her fate is closely linked to the future of the two races, but she has experienced many hardships on the road to growth. At the same time, her sister (also her cousin) Bai Yingsheng, as the future heir of the Feng Clan, shoulders the important task of protecting the Feng Clan. Although the two are connected by blood, they each embarked on different journeys in the torrent of fate. When the fates of Bai Motao and Bai Yingsheng are intertwined, an adventure spanning time and space quietly unfolds. In the process of searching for the truth, they gradually uncovered the secrets hidden deep in their blood. Glory, inheritance, and their inherent mission are all redefined in this adventure. In this mysterious land, they met many partners and encountered countless enemies. From feeling the warmth of their mother in the red python's head to engaging in a thrilling battle with the powerful Golden Crow; from guarding their family in the rift of time and space to finally shouldering the heavy responsibility of protecting the two clans, the growth path of Bai Mo Tao and Bai Ying Sheng is full of challenges and opportunities

The three realms are catastrophic, the divine realm collapses; the power of the ancient world reappears, and all living beings are pawns. Nan Hanyan, the biological daughter of Tiandao and the young aunt of Changliu, was carrying the frost and snow sword that had been frozen for eternity. She originally wanted to survive, but she was involved in the seven-kill catastrophe: the bloody battle in Shushan, the dangerous city of Taibai, and the artifacts from all directions appeared one after another. Recruiting disciples, protecting shortcomings, grabbing artifacts, negotiating deals, crushing everyone all the way, but always soaking in the Sansheng Pond alone late at night, guarding the soul-inducing lamp. Until the Feiying attack from the Seven Killings Palace, she used the Liuguangqin to awaken the frozen Liu Xia, and also awakened the dusty obsession of killing Qianmo; until the calamity of life and death emerged, she tried to protect her disciples and said with a smile: "Those who live in the Palace of Death will not even be touched by heaven." Frost and snow are blades, and red clothes are armor; protecting one's shortcomings is the bottom line, and salted fish is a dream. When the door to the divine world opens again, when the golden light of morality shines on the three realms, who will write the new order? The red clothes are burned out, the frost and snow are beginning to disappear; the prehistoric era is restarted, and everything is unified.

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