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一剑霜寒:从月蝉到补天至尊
Writer P5pc2v
When she woke up, she became six-year-old Yuechan, in an ancient bronze coffin transported to Butian Sect. The immortal bones have just sprouted, and they have already attracted disaster; the road ahead is vast and murderous intentions are hidden. In this life, there is no attachment to the protagonist's aura, no destined cause and effect. He only has a broken "Qingxuan" jade flute in his hand that can only be repaired by drinking blood, and a natural fairy bone on his chest that needs to be hidden enough to be proud of the world. Within the Butian Sect, the battle for the saints is turbulent; in the three thousand states, the geniuses are constantly killing each other; at the Bianhuang Emperor Pass, darkness is pressing down on the realm and the sky is stained with blood; at the Boundary Sea Dam, an eternal chess game is quietly unfolding... From moving blood and cave to heaven, to killing me, escaping one, to the peak. Swing your sword in desperate situations and listen to the flute in a silent place. The road walks alone, I only have one sword and one flute to make up for my blue sky.
When she woke up, she became six-year-old Yuechan, in an ancient bronze coffin transported to Butian Sect. The immortal bones have just sprouted, and they have already attracted disaster; the road ahead is vast and murderous intentions are hidden. In this life, there is no attachment to the protagonist's aura, no destined cause and effect. He only has a broken "Qingxuan" jade flute in his hand that can only be repaired by drinking blood, and a natural fairy bone on his chest that needs to be hidden enough to be proud of the world. Within the Butian Sect, the battle for the saints is turbulent; in the three thousand states, the geniuses are constantly killing each other; at the Bianhuang Emperor Pass, darkness is pressing down on the realm and the sky is stained with blood; at the Boundary Sea Dam, an eternal chess game is quietly unfolding... From moving blood and cave to heaven, to killing me, escaping one, to the peak. Swing your sword in desperate situations and listen to the flute in a silent place. The road walks alone, I only have one sword and one flute to make up for my blue sky.

神印炽羽:穿越绝世唐门之叶骨衣
Writer P5pc2v
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