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Jiuzi said, this book is incomparably beautiful. I think it's pretty cool too. So... Acquired a large number of Carroll shares (´• ᵕ •`)*

It feels very novel and interesting.

Wen Yan, the author of The Night Is Coming, writes a new work about wine.

What would you do if you traveled back to ancient times with modern knowledge? This book will tell you how a time traveler, a weak scholar, step by step became... The bandit king... Man!

Big Orange is the most important thing, I, the Big Orange King, will make money! A different apocalypse, a different cat.

Meat!

Good books for women

Since ancient times, deep love cannot be retained, only tricks can win people's hearts!

Wall crack recommended!

Wall Crack Recommendation!

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The second grader plays a bad world!

An infinite masterpiece! The definition of courage does not lie in the strength of your strength, nor in the number of trump cards you have, but in the calmness you show when you are the most dangerous and desperate. This is courage. It is said that the best times are the best. This is the truth. Only when you are truly the most dangerous and desperate, can your performance at that time be called courage... Men... Always have to take their own path of growth. Some men go from rawness to maturity only after a few beatings in childhood. Some men go from rawness to maturity only after losing a few relationships. Some men go from rawness to maturity only after experiencing life and death situations, great sorrow and great joy before they can become great... Although ordinary people make many mistakes, they know how to constantly correct themselves, know how to adapt to the world, and know how to make themselves better. Although they are indeed very weak at the beginning and do make various mistakes, as long as there is still the desire for progress and as long as ordinary people are still alive, this kind of progress will be endless. Good will one day turn into evil, and they who are innocent now will one day turn into evil. Don't you still understand this truth? Just like the first you and the later you, haven't you changed? So-called human beings, no, all life, just existing is a sin!

There is no difference between the so-called good and evil. It's just that the good approach is more gentle, while the evil approach is more extreme. Driven by absolute interests, they can turn against each other or join forces. My two favorite words in life are: Xiaoyao. Look at Kunpeng, who wanders in the sky, no longer bound by the way of heaven, freed from the shackles of life span, jumping out of the three realms, no longer in the five elements, using the universe and heaven and earth as his bed, and being with the sun, moon and stars as his companions, how carefree and free he is! I don't know how long it will be until this day, but it will definitely come. I have enough patience and persistence, I believe. The world does not change because of your opinions. If you don't learn to regret many things after losing them, you will never know how to cherish them!

What can a person get in exchange for selling his soul to the devil? Beauty? Strength? Wealth? That power? Or... The beautiful Queen Medusa, the most wanted traitor in the mainland, and the evil genius magician... All these guys gathered around a waste who was considered to have no talent. Can such a person still be called "trash"? With two lifetimes of experience, knowledge of another world, and gifts from the devil at the cost of his own soul, the name Du Wei is destined to become a new legend! However, he thought he was the only time traveler in the world, but a message from the continent's strongest man and founding emperor a thousand years ago clearly said "How are you? Are you surprised?" Moreover, this sentence was written in a language that was not found on this continent - "Chinese characters"! In the square in front of the imperial palace, facing a powerful enemy, Du Wei laughed wildly: "You? Are you Gandolf? I am still Aragorn!" Unexpectedly, this sentence turned out to be more than a joke! The exiled races in the north, the orcs, elves, treants, and the powerful dragons! After the northwest grasslands, there is a magical tribe on the snowy mountains. They are called the lineage of the Snowy Mountains. The white robes of the shamans are as magical as the robes of mainland magicians! In the vast ocean of Nanyang, countless islands are scattered on the sea like pearls, and they contain shocking secrets! The goddess of light, the only god and the only master of this world, this time and space! Finally, Du Wei will face her head-on! Human or God? Eternity, or destruction? "I know that one day, this world will be stepped on by me!" Du Wei said hopefully. What? Do you think you are watching "Lord of the Rings" or "Lord of the Rings"? Well, I can tell you that you are wrong, you are watching "Devil's Law"!

At the end of the Dharma, the gate to the realm will reopen. All living beings in the vast world bow before you and wait for your majesty to come. In ancient times, divine immortals and Buddhas roamed the sky. In the Age of Ending Dharma, laws collapse, spiritual veins melt, and immortal saints are no longer seen in the world! At the end of the Dharma, the portals of the three realms are reopened, the laws are reunited, spiritual veins are derived, the world's caves and heavens and blessed places are opened one by one, and the legendary sacred demons also appear one by one. The ancient grudges and hatreds will finally come to fruition in the future! As the saying goes: ancient causes, today's results! Dancing and singing wildly, walking on blood, this is a blood song for the three realms! The three realms are reopened, and the Dharma is coming to an end. Ancient nobles, entangled with grievances and grudges. Sprinkle the enemy's blood, slay the immortals and saints, hold your head high and sing loudly, breaking through the nine heavens! He has a mother who is alluring but unruly and rebellious, and a father who is loved by the world but is unruly. A half-demon boy with a trace of kindness and tenderness in his heart is forced to step into the whirlpool that sweeps through the three realms. Gods, saints, immortals, and Buddhas are all his enemies. He can only move forward with his head held high and sing heartily to either reach the peak of the three realms or fall into the netherworld forever. The root of all heavens, the source of all worlds; the harsh legal world, the blood and energy reaching the sky! The source of all realms, the root of all dharma. Human nature is inherently evil, so cruel laws are used to restrain it. Evil laws are like shackles, blocking my way home and blocking my way to heaven. Use the blood of all living beings, turn it into a sword, cut off the shackles, and gain great freedom.

The huge broken mountain is the backbone of heaven and earth, The dry and hard yellow mud is the blood of the earth, The mountains of corpses are the sorrow of our ancestors. Thousands of years later, the music of harps and harps, and the melodious sounds of silk and bamboo, praise the eternal prosperity of the holy road. Who else remembers that the Suiren clan lit up the path forward for the human race? How can we forget that Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs and buried his bones in a foreign land. Does anyone know that Nuwa wept her blood to replenish the sky, and with the essence of flesh and blood, our human race can continue to prosper? The joyful song of the prosperous times, an illusory divine song buries the ancestors' achievements of thousands of years. All living beings are like ants, singing in harmony forever, not mentioning inflammation and yellow. Inexplicably sad. The majestic palace, the majestic giant palace, in front of the false gods, the sorrow of the ancestors. The small memorial tablets have long been forgotten, and the half-foot shrines have nowhere to put them. Do you remember that there is a person named Yanhuang? The hope of your ancestors flows in your blood. Only talking about the great road and harmony, the national spirit is buried. Yin and Yang are at war, weeping blood and black and yellow. Can the blood and tears of your ancestors move your heart of stone? The broken giant mountain is the backbone of heaven and earth. The dry and hard yellow mud is the blood of the earth. The mountains of corpses are the sorrow of our ancestors. Thousands of years later, the harp and harp sang in harmony. The silk and bamboo are melodious. Praise the Holy Road to Yongchang. Who else remembers? The Suiren clan lights up the way forward for the human race. How can we forget that Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs and buried his bones in a foreign land. Do you know that Nuwa wept her blood to mend the sky, and used the essence of flesh and blood to allow our human race to continue to prosper? In the prosperous times, the great road is on the way, and an illusory divine song buries the ancestors' long-lasting achievements. All living beings are like ants, the road is ahead, singing in harmony forever, not mentioning inflammation and yellow. Inexplicably sad. Magnificent palaces, majestic giant palaces, pseudo-gods lined up in front. The land of our ancestors is desolate, the small memorial tablets have long been forgotten, and the half-foot-long sacred statues have nowhere to rest. Do you remember that there is a person named Yanhuang?

Thousands of tribulations, hundreds of lifetimes of troubles, eternity has passed in a blink of an eye. Immortal body, immortal soul, shocking the past and the present, unrivaled! When the yin and yang are reversed, dye the sky with my demonic blood! I am the king of men, You are the tomb of God, The king is doomed, A tomb is still a tomb, We once had, Why care about eternity? Those who climb high will humble themselves, and those who travel far will humble themselves. In this world, what matters is not where you are standing, but in which direction you are moving! I thought I had gotten rid of the past, but why do bits and pieces of the past always appear before my eyes? The past is like smoke, why do it always linger in my heart? ! The past has become the wind, why is the wind always blowing in my heart? ! Repair my battle sword, kill for nine days, shed my blood, and move forward indomitably. How can we serve Heaven since it has lost its way? Who can pity the common people if they are stained with blood? Yu Xi Condensing Light God Demon Moves War soul sacrifices to Qing Minghan Six paths of destruction and reincarnation A hundred thousand heroes shake the world Dugu Qi Sha Bi Xue Stained Taboo's reputation will last forever Countless gods and demons burn their souls Crazy thunder roars leaving light smoke The human king sheds tears and disappears The thought of God's Tomb breaks the sky Walking alone is sad The vastness of the universe is depressing Gazing at the hanging shadow in despair several times Several dreams come back to fade Live forever for eternity Seeing the past in the ravine of Yandang Speechless after dusk Like the past, a smile Sometimes being too kind is being cruel to yourself. There are all kinds of people in this world. Some people can be reasonable, but there are some people who you don't need to respect at all. The more you respect them, the more they will push their limits. Reasoning with him is like trying to reason with a dog. You can only fight evil with evil! Some things are unavoidable no matter how much you try to avoid them. Just like now, even if we put down our dignity and apologize to them, they will bite us hard like a mad dog. Instead of doing this, it's better to just hit the dog!

The first requirement of a person is to live, the second requirement is still alive, the third requirement is still alive... Under certain circumstances, living becomes a luxury. In hell, we look up to heaven and stretch out our hands. Although we cannot touch heaven, it can bring us closer to heaven. Singing in hell, giving thanks in hell, loving each other in hell, killing each other in hell, we shed tears and surrounded each other and then stabbed the dagger into each other's chest and abdomen, not for anything else, just for the slightest hint of gratitude.