A Bookworm of Ten Years, Recommended by My Conscience

[Chapter 33: A new starting point, the arrival of the fourth natural disaster] "Star-class space battleship detected" "Damage value: 99%" "Energy value required for repair: 13.99 Million" What? Not enough energy? Lu Feng casually issued a mission: looking for ore. Deep in the mines of Mars, countless "blank board" players trembled with frozen fingers, fighting with mice the size of lions, avoiding the pursuit of ferocious "monsters", and never tired of offering precious ores to the "mine owner" Lu Feng...

Hera Nicholas Lestrange considered herself a very good wizard, at least until she was rejected by Dumbledore twice. In the summer of 1991, after being rejected by Dumbledore for employment again, Hera sat in the Pig's Head Bar and pondered, was she still not good enough? No! How is this possible! ? But when he saw the latest report in the Daily Prophet, Hera fell silent. "Shocked! Quirinus Quirrell, an outstanding graduate of Hogwarts, actually applied for the position of professor of the cursed Defense Against the Dark Arts course..." Hull drained the butterbeer in his glass in one gulp and leaned back in his chair dejectedly. "I didn't expect that that little stammering boy from Quirinas could actually become a professor!" "How on earth am I inferior to him! Fxxk!!!"

All the Buddhas have fallen, and the Dharma has withered; Immortals are vast and Taoism is prevalent; Three thousand great worlds, nine thousand small worlds; Billions of living beings, just a small pond; I practice my Taoism, and he teaches others the Dharma; If Taoism cannot defeat it, Buddhism will help; If you want to use the trump card, first come up with a mantra: Amitabha; If the trump card is not enough, here is another mantra: Namo Amitabha; What? Are you saying I'm swearing? Fellow Taoist, this is just a spell; What? Am I a monk? NO, NO, NO, a poor monk who practices Taoism. PS: Starting from 12.24, Two chapters with more than 5,000 words will be steadily updated every day. The actual number of code words per day is 8,000-10,000. If you are encouraged, I will risk my life to repay all the donors, no, fellow Taoist!

A pseudo-DND wizard who strayed into the evil camp, using FR settings. This is a first work, but the writing technique is not very mature. Welcome to watch the 2017 new work "Wings of Frost".

What is faith, what is friendship, what is authority, what is correctness Where there is no belief in hell, there is hell. Everyone will fall, no one will be spared.

At the nine gates in front of the Forbidden City, hundreds of officials came to the south with their hairpins. The hat is placed in the palace and the flowers are facing the sky, and the golden palace spreads its reputation. He beat horses in the Royal Streets for ten miles, and was known as the Number One Scholar of the Ming Dynasty. The new book The Poor Prime Minister has been uploaded, please support me!

The world I have come to now is a bit dreamy. The school I attend is called Shuchiin Academy; my deceased mother is the former Prime Minister of Japan, a billionaire and a time traveler; my godfather Sakuragi Hanamichi is a former NBA Hall of Fame player who just retired from the Jazz; my godfather Nohara Shinnosuke is Japan's national MC; and there are two thousand-year-old monsters living on the chessboard at home! One is named Zuowei and the other is... In this magical world, I started a wonderful life of making videos, playing chess, and being forced to play ball. (Please support the genuine version. There were many modifications in the early stage of this work, but the dao version has not been modified.) This book is also known as: "I Become the Master of an Up in a Different World"; "Hanamichi Sakuragi Forces Me to Play Basketball"; "Two Chess Masters Tricked Me into Playing Go"; "Miss Rem and I Play Chess"; "Cheap Daddy Wants Me to Become a Game Tycoon"; "The Happy Life of Backstabbing Mr. Pei"

A non-Jia family character starts the game, famous in official circles for his reasoning ability, and interprets the Red Mansion from a pure man's perspective! The new book "So Many Prides in Red Mansions" has been uploaded. Https:\u002F\u002Fbook. Qidian. Com\u002Finfo\u002F1027328334

Lonely traveler, Chasing the footsteps of shadows, This is the hymn of thieves. With the memory of a level 180 great thief, he returned to ten years ago, and fate played a joke on Nie Yan. What has been missed and taken away must be regained. Then get a divine outfit, destroy everything, kill gods when you see them, and be unstoppable.

The God of Death invaded the world of immortality, mastered the law of death, formed a burial ground, and pressed forward step by step. Thousands of monks rush to the outside world to fight with God In the vast land, who is the orthodox and who controls the pure sun? Give one of my readers: 83516090

Traveling back to the 40th year of Wanli, I not only want to eat, drink and have fun, but also want to save the country in a straight line. Yes, it is such a story full of interest and contradictions. In the late Ming Dynasty, Jiangnan was prosperous in the last days; the elegance of "Cai Gen Tan" and the vulgarity of "Jin Ping Mei"; old monks did business, famous prostitutes worshiped Buddha; Yuan Hongdao drank tea and arranged flowers to express his spirituality, Li Zhuowu made wine, meditated and continued to burn books; Dong Qichang was excellent in calligraphy and painting, but he was a squire bully; Zhang Zongzi was a young dandy who dreamed of returning to the West Lake when he was old; elegant people see elegance, and coquettish people see coquettishness. Counting romantic figures, but also looking at the present (cooperating with someone's classic actions).