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A gamer's road to becoming a strong man in another world, the arduous journey of the Wind Swordsman, the road to revenge step by step, Hazagui, my sword blends into the wind and disappears in the wind.

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A moving corpse was dug up from the desert.

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A confusing piece

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On an accidental night, you traveled into the world of love and deep space, and the story with Shen Xinghui became more and more. When the stars set by themselves, I am actually willing to get closer to him, and then a little closer.

In her previous life, Shen Shuwei knew that she was not a biological child of the Hou family, but she stayed because of her mother's words: "I will treat you as my own." He worked hard to support the Hou Mansion, preside over the central government, and seek a future for his father and brother. She didn't want to endure hardship until she became prominent in the Hou Mansion, but she was locked up in a cold hospital by her mother and eldest brother and starved to death. Only then did she realize that the whole family regarded her as a stain on the Hou family, and that all she had done was to pave the way for their real daughter. Wake up again and go back to the day when you recognized your relatives. In front of the whole family, everyone kept saying that Chu Xinrou was the daughter of destiny and was here to prosper their palace. Shen Shuwei curled his lips coldly, turned around and chose the Shen family who had been confiscated and exiled in his previous life. Everyone in the Hou family called her crazy. The Shen family had a cripple, a sick child, and a biological father in prison. Shen Shuwei caught one with one hand, and the cripple's second brother became a successful general in the country. She raised the sick brother to become a powerful prime minister, and she herself became the long-lost daughter of the eldest princess. The eldest brother and mother who were in the Hou Mansion were filled with regret and begged her to go back on their knees with red eyes. The young prince, who was frail and sick but had a lot of drama, even coughed three times at a time. He took her hand and said, "Shuwei, my heart hurts. If you don't believe me, please rub it."

Lin Xi and Jiang Chen were childhood sweethearts. From meeting, to elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university. Their secret love brings their relationship closer. Lovers will eventually get married.

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If you are also curious about the stories of the people passing by you, then this will be a brand new life journey...

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The young man in bright clothes and angry horse finally lowered his head: Ah Hua, I'm here to receive my punishment.

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When Zhong Wuyou woke up, she found that she had traveled through time. She was not only the legitimate daughter of the current Prime Minister, but also the future Crown Princess. When she heard that the Crown Prince was ruthless and romantic. He was so frightened that he planned to escape. On the way to escape, he met Wei Rufeng, the general of Wei State. From the beginning, they were disgusted with each other, but later they fell in love with each other. Fate played tricks and experienced various hardships.

Dandelion's promise is declared invalid like a gust of wind Shen Yan has always disliked Su Jian, but Su Jian fell in love with him year after year. He also imagined the ending of his secret love that kept the clouds clear and the moon bright. The chirping of the cicadas stopped abruptly on the day of the final exam, just like the love I had never expressed to Shen Yan. Su Jian never knew that Shen Yan also liked her. Year after year, Shen Yan took back the injustice she suffered. Perhaps, God let them miss it, so that they can be together again in the next life, reincarnation, and can still be together after going round and round.

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I suffered all the humiliation in my last life, I want to take it all back in this life

A relaxing and humorous adventure in another world

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The modern Sanqi passed away to another world due to excessive fatigue, where the three realms are divided. The love across the world also begins, and the story of a boy and a girl working together to grow up in the three worlds

In Pinoconi's neon phantom, two characters who are accustomed to disguise develop a real bond that goes beyond programming. From the energy resonance of starlight performances to the mutual rescue of dream backlash, and finally the choice when the system collapses\

Sometimes, inadvertent moments will always bring you into memories, fill in the gaps, and try to retain the memory. But when there is a gap in the memory, it is inevitable to be pulled back to reality. When I was a child, I listened to my grandma talking about things of their time, and later I listened to my mother's stories. Everything in their memories is different. It's because the city is changing, society is changing, and life is changing. I don't know if I, many years from now, will be telling my children the words, "We were back then..."

The Great Wall is a majestic poem engraved by time. The peaks are the punctuation points, and the shadows are the rhymes. Every inch of masonry is soaked with ink marks tempered by beacon fires. It winds among the folds of mountains and rivers, The blood of the garrison soldiers, the cocoons on the fingertips of the craftsmen, Together with the swaying moonlight of camel bells, All condensed into poems that will never fade, On the title page of the land of China, Eternally singing the long song of the family and the country forged by the pure heart.

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In the Millennium Era, an Ordinary Yet Great Woman

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Just write down the things in your life piecemeal. People always have to live a good life.

I am a real estate agent, but my clients are special and ordinary people cannot handle it. Today, I was preparing to hand over a villa in the western suburbs to a new owner. I heard that he was an ancient general with a bad temper. I drove to the door of the villa and was about to back into the exclusive parking space when a silver sports car jumped in. A well-dressed man got out of the car. I stepped forward and explained that this was a private parking space. He glanced at me and took out a card from his wallet. "This hilltop belongs to my family. I can park wherever I like, take the money and get out." I didn't answer, but pointed to the "Villa 4 Exclusive" sign on the parking space: "Sir, please move your car, the owner will be here soon." He seemed to have heard a joke: "You are a little agent, how dare you order me? Do you know who I am? My name is Huo Xiao, and I can get you out of the agency business with just one sentence." I was embarrassed. I have never heard of Huo Xiao, but I know that the new owner of Villa No. 4 Is a zombie who has been dead for three hundred years. He doesn't like others taking over his territory.

That summer, everything was wonderful. My wife Qin Shiyue, who I have taken care of for four years, is about to recover and become the women's director of the commune. And my younger brother, who went to college in my place, had just graduated and returned home, waiting for distribution from the state. Who would have thought, that would be the beginning of my eternal destiny. That day, I overheard her and her mother's true words: "I have no love for Haoran, only responsibility. When my legs heal, I will marry Haojun, a college student, in glory!" It turned out that I, the provincial champion, was just a substitute for her younger brother in her heart, a rural bumpkin who could be discarded at any time. They even deceived me with a fake marriage certificate. Four years later, I watched that couple of bitches making out in front of me, watching them burn my only hope, and even teamed up to kill me. But God's way is good for reincarnation, and I was reborn. In this life, they thought I was just a scalper rotting in the mud. As everyone knows, I have already sent an urgent telegram. When Beijing's jeeps drove into the village, what kind of bright stars did they destroy with their own hands? I will let them repay this answer throughout their lives!

Yao's beauty is always stored in the memory album. No matter how time passes and the situation changes, only Yao remains in Ren's heart, stirring up his original obsession with literature, accompanying him through mountains and seas, and accompanying him on his dream-seeking expeditions, day and night, year after year.

When Ji Yanli's body was occupied by a time-traveling man, Xu Shaoqing, his wife Luo Qingwan spent her family's wealth to help him solve the problem. That night when his life was on track, he saw Luo Qingwan sitting next to a man outside the study, shouting repeatedly: "Shaoqing, I love you." "I have worked so hard to bring you to modern times, and you will be good from now on." He wanted to tell himself that this was just a dream.

In the afternoon when a rainstorm was approaching, Ye Tinglan turned over the faded cowhide notebook while sorting out his old belongings. The last page stayed in the autumn seven years ago, and the writing was blurred by the rain: "When the wind stops, I will ask him for an answer." At that time, she always liked to follow Ji Yunheng, watching him mix paints in the studio, and listening to him talk about the wind in the northwest grasslands. He said that he would take her to see the Populus euphratica forest, and that he would wait until the right season to say some things. But before the wind stopped, an accident completely blew away their trajectory. She later went to many places and saw different winds, but she never waited for the answer that was swept away by the wind. Until one day on the street in a foreign land, I saw a figure who looked exactly like him, holding half a yellowed painting in his hand. In the painting, she was standing under the ginkgo tree when they first met. The wind picked up again, messing up her hair and blowing away the "Is it you?" She was about to say. It turns out that some answers, as early as the moment they were torn apart by the wind, were destined to sink in time forever, and even the reunion was just a grand miss.