The Water Flows Slowly, Telling Stories with Heart

In 700 AD, there were dark clouds outside the Nantian Gate. An army of unknown forces attempted to invade the earth through the Nantian Gate. The monster led by it was wrapped in armor made of metal, with no trace of skin visible. It was as if the armor grew directly from the body. There was a strange symbol on the chest, which looked like a totem. The armor was dark purple, with a transparent and dazzling color, reflecting the aurora as unpredictable and beautiful as glazed tiles in the sun.

[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!

The animation of the world of immortality will be broadcast exclusively on Tencent Video every Tuesday at 10:00 starting from October 29th; make an appointment with Xiao Chen to participate in the game and see immortality together! ... Who in the world can survive? No matter how magnificent you are, if you are the most beautiful person in the world, you will end up with a pink skeleton in the end; no matter if you are a generation of genius, sitting on thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, you will eventually turn into a handful of loess. However, the legend about immortality has always been circulated in the world. According to legend, there is a vast world of immortality beyond the human world...

Metallurgical equipment, mining equipment, electric power equipment, offshore engineering equipment... A large country cannot live without its own heavy equipment industry. Feng Xiaochen, director of the National Major Equipment Office, traveled back in time to 1980 to see how he, together with his contemporaries, used sweat and wisdom to build a major heavy industry company.

One time travel, one magic pen. Ghosts, gods and spirits open the door to Liaozhai.

With the most devout faith of 666 believers, Lilin came to the infinite world. There is no arrogance, domineering, or entanglement here. There is only a free and easy smile in the face of everything. Vivisection dismembers the BOSS, holy fire spreads faith... Good and evil, beauty and ugliness, strength and weakness... Is there any essential difference? If you are serious... You lose! ! ! New black books, all friends who love counter-mainstream are welcome to come here to support... The new book is on the shelves and we urgently need your support. Please take away a piece of relaxation and a piece of joy from here, and please leave a loving vote. Monthly votes, recommendation votes, or loving comments, these are the source of motivation for the creation of a certain black code character... Thanks again everyone! ! !

The red sandalwood mother-in-law refers to the fox as his wife, six predictions, who will be the prince? A story about a modern civet cat changing into a prince

"The beacon smoke is the fire in the furnace, and people are the materials in the furnace. They are hammered into troubled times, and the edges and impurities are removed to create heroes in troubled times."

Zhuge Liang said in "Execution of the Master": "I am a commoner and work hard in Nanyang." All the counselors in the world are modest about themselves in commoners. This is the commoner spirit of retreating to take care of oneself and advancing to benefit the world. It has been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years. And by 2000: "career" "... Strategic advisor, staff, counselor?" "Are you kidding me, what age are we in! Educational background, special skills!" "I... Was taught by my master. I have no academic qualifications and am good at appraising people..." "What?" "Just people-watching..." "Get out! The liars are all here!" "I'm really not a liar! I'm a science person!" The real life of grassroots commoners.

Shitou's new work "Starlight Stable" has been uploaded! An ordinary urban entry-level white-collar worker accidentally got a magical bead, which brought huge changes to his life. He infiltrated into the American Empire, opened a pasture, improved cattle and horses, and raised some wild beasts. Accompanied by the blue sky, snow-capped mountains, and green pastures, There is nothing to do but drive cattle, hunt, ride horses, leisurely and comfortable, no need to worry about clocking in for work, no need to look at the boss's face, no need to fight among colleagues for promotion, facing the fresh air, warm sunshine, eh! In the afternoon, I took a nap ****************************** The new book "Small Farmers in the Great Era" is released. Welcome everyone!