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My first book was Gao Sen's The Lord of Warcraft. The protagonist seems to be named Yang Ling, and there is also a Yuna, a fox, a little sister, and the twelve ancestral witches.

"Lady boss, a tea egg." The noisy crowd around suddenly fell silent, and the people who came to buy breakfast showed shocked expressions. The landlady hesitated a little, but did not hesitate. She smiled slightly and said, "Sir, please come with me." After that, I slowly moved forward amidst countless envious eyes. "I didn't expect to be able to eat tea eggs at such a young age. You are so young and promising!" "After so many years of hard work, I have only touched the threshold of steamed buns. I didn't expect that this kid has already eaten tea eggs..." "This guy is not simple. There must be powerful forces behind him. Otherwise, just based on his own words, that would be too perverted!" Ignoring the buzz around me, I soon came to a mysterious stone room. The landlady said politely: "Sir, please wait a moment. This stone room has a space barrier that only my father can open." "Hmm..." Looking around the surrounding environment, although there is no high-end elegance, there is a faint feeling of coercion. "Are you the boy who wants to buy tea eggs?" Suddenly a loud voice came from a distance, and an old man in gray robe was seen walking slowly. Although his hair was gray, the aura in his eyes was stronger than that of the young man. "The boy has seen the seniors." He bent his waist and immediately gave him the gift of a junior. He thought to himself, "This must be the master who made those tea eggs. A being like this can already cover the sky with one hand, so don't dare to neglect him." "You don't have the arrogance of those young people." The old man in gray robe was also slightly satisfied. Nowadays, people of this age who can eat tea eggs are all talented, full of arrogance, and know how to keep their heads down. This guy has a good character. "Come with me." Although the old man was satisfied in his heart, he didn't show it at all on his face. He must have been living a good life. I followed up slowly, and saw the old man waving his sleeves and robe, and the heavy stone door slowly opened, and the rich aroma slowly spread out, which lifted people's spirits. Looking inside again, a large black cauldron stood in the middle of the stone room. The divine dragon cast on the cauldron was self-righteous and powerless, which must not be an ordinary thing. "This is what I got in a cave with dragon veins in Dongguan. The tea eggs made from it are not only of good quality, but also have miraculous effects of nourishing yin and nourishing yang!" When talking about this, the old man in gray robe was also a little proud, thinking that he had an extraordinary experience. "You must also be here for the tea eggs I made, so let me tell you straight away, you know the preciousness of tea eggs, which cannot be measured by money. If you want to get it, you have to come up with something that can make my heart beat." "Bartering?" My heart sank a little and I said, "You have a wonderful book. I wonder if it can satisfy the requirements of my seniors?" The old man's heart trembled, "But it doesn't matter!" "You need to click on my profile picture and then click on the author's homepage to see this book..."

I don't know why, but it ended suddenly, and I felt a little uncomfortable. Every time I finish a book, I feel this way. A book is a world. When a book ends, a world will be destroyed.

Why does it feel like there is no ending? . Has anyone finished reading this?

Has the author published a new book? This one was very well written in the early stage. I remember I added it to the book list. I think Mao Xiaoli's existence is quite good. Later on, I really couldn't watch it anymore. It was about the country and the background of the universe, so I couldn't watch it anymore.

I still remember the plot of Summon an Army and its powerful contract ability.

After raising it for a while, I suddenly realized that it was finished a long time ago. I was so confused!

Updates are too slow. It has been on the bookshelf for two years, and then suddenly the eunuch was discovered? ? ?

The genuine novel looks like a pirated copy, without the first chapter at the beginning?

Gone? ? A eunuch? ? ?

I saw Senior Bai appear So you are Gao Moumou?

This book has been completed🌹🌹🌹

As I write now, I have fallen into more and more clichés and become more and more boring, so I gave up.

You don't need to read this book since Golden Light Resurrection, and the quality won't be good after that.

What's going on? The author let the blade crush him to death 😂

What a fate. I just thought about Summoning an Army a few days ago. I checked it out and found out that you have published a new book.

Where is the first chapter? 😆 It's hard to resist

Where did Chapter 160 go? ? ?

Are you trying to force me to death? ? ?

I'll go and that's it? I don't feel much. . .

This book has been added to my book list titled "Mainly Recommended High-Quality Products to Say Goodbye to the Book Famine". Come to the book list to like your favorite books!

Is this TJ? Updated two years ago

Senchu, your update speed should be improved after so many years, right?

Damn it, the country is really easy to control and can't unify the world?

I can't help it anymore. I like this novel, but there are too few updates. I hope to add more once in a while after giving the reward.

Although it's a bit inappropriate to say it now, I suddenly remembered it when I got up this morning. Demogorgon in "Summoning an Army" has two heads and two personalities. Which one is his original personality? The calm and cunning one said that the other violent one was separated to fight against the Mark of Balance (it seems to be called this). The violent one said that the calm one was the one who was separated, so which one is the original body.

Passing by, just came from Shudan.

It's a good book, I hope it won't collapse later.

Recommended to the group leader. . .

Paradise Butcher Eunuch has not been updated yet. . . . . . .