Good Writing, Good Plot, Buried

A suicide note unfortunately knocked on the door to a different world. And everything in front of him made Lu Yi begin to understand, like those erasers, marbles, coins that disappeared after being dropped... He just went to the same place as these things.

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Baiyi has been learning Buddhist scriptures for ten thousand years, and in his dream he turned to his own book... (There is a group where everyone can go in and chat: 828024959. The name is "Qinglu Lu".)

Ling Ran, a medical student, had a small goal to become the greatest doctor in the world, but he accidentally achieved it.

Time is a ship, and some people like to regard the years in the early 1990s as the last journey of that innocent era. Jiang Che, who has long ceased to be innocent as the years change, returns against the tide, restarts 1992, and writes about a splendid youth that can finally be properly placed. [Welcome to join the Countercurrent Age of Innocence VIP Group 2: 497283806 (You must order all screenshots to join the group, I will try to talk more this time)]

A lowly beggar, a holy and noble prince, a monster who is the enemy of the whole world - if there are three paths in front of you, which one will you choose to be happier? Thales had no answer. He only knows that he has arrived in a magnificent and different world, facing a nightmare-like future: the glorious empire has been destroyed for thousands of years, the decadent royal family is hard to recover, the legendary holy war is full of shady stories, and the divided world is in turmoil. And Thales had nothing. All he has left is his unshakable self, the courage to survive, and the creed of never compromising. "Kings are not honored by blood, but blood is honored by kings." Darkness washes away light, fire forges real steel, and the story of the forbidden prince begins. PS: Prize-winning quiz for this book: Who is the heroine? Are you really living in ED? Book Friends Q Group: It was blown up four times and was too lazy to build.

You will definitely shoulder the mission and move forward in the dark distance. You will travel through light and shadow and sing on the other side of the light. Blood will eventually forge the throne, The road of search is full of thorns. This is a game of two worlds, This is the fate of two worlds. That's Kings' Game. Seven kingdoms, one earth, Total war. (Game of Kings Book Club + Running Game Group: 225199487)

All kinds of fantasies, short stories. The trilogy "Light, Short, Scattered", "Soft, Transformed, Object", and "Turn, Give Up, Leave". Half sci-fi, imaginative. Light novels, short stories, essays. Endless railroad tracks, long journeys. Only thoughts can make you no longer lonely.

In Norse mythology, the Nordic Vikings respectfully call me Jormungandr, the snake that wraps around the world; in Christian mythology, Christians call me the ancient dragon and ancient snake Satan in disgust; in Greek mythology, the gods call me the hundred-headed dragon Typhon in awe; in Kunlun mythology, the witches enthusiastically call me the candle dragon-Zhu Jiuyin... Mayan mythology, Buddhist mythology, Slavic mythology, Celtic mythology, Nahuatl mythology, Japanese mythology, Assyrian mythology, Egyptian mythology, Finnish mythology... Among the many myths and legends, I traveled back and forth in the name of monster, but I just wanted to find the truth. ... The story of an evil god. [Group: 759282568] Group 2: 594340906

When people thought that demons and dark elves were everything in the magical world, Lesatos let out a dragon roar: "No!" This voice echoed in the Toril universe. The free and romantic Aira Clan in the unrestrained wilderness heard it. The cold and stern Batzu Demon Clan in the Nine Hells heard it. The giant spirits in the four elemental realms heard it. They sang lightly, they howled, and billions of races sang together: The universe is never alone, countless heroes live and die! When the critical point between chaos and order collapses, the curtain of the Millennium Holy War has just begun! The bones turned to ashes, the flesh turned to mud, the immortal witnesses recorded the trajectory of the golden scale wings, Don't sigh, don't leave, may you become a watcher and explore the lost legends from words! "Legend is just the beginning of adventure." - Lesatos Yanyan

The alien Is who was lost in the unknown universe accidentally found a rescue signal from the earth. Where is the earth? What conspiracy do they have? The vigilant Yisi pretended to accept the guidance of the people on earth to explore the world, until he discovered... ... "Hey, did you watch the plot that came out yesterday?" "Look! Haha, the Lifeline game is planning to have its finale, and Ace actually said he would come to our earth today!" "That's right, I... Fuck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, look up!" "What are you looking at... WTF, is this the end of the world!" ... [Iss]: [Hello, Earthlings.

"Boss, do you think that's a white dragon?" The dwarf looked at the half of the dragon wing exposed on the glacier with a pale face, and his legs had begun to tremble. The dragon's wings covered the sky, the sun dimmed, and the cold breath seemed to solidify the entire sky. "Maybe... Close the team, we should leave..." The captain felt an inexplicable chill in his heart: "Quick! Prepare for battle!" A strong wind tore through the sky, and the mercenaries fell to the ground one after another. He opened a pair of strange scarlet pupils and looked down at the earth condescendingly. The dragon's roar was like thunder: "Human? Dwarf? Elf? Welcome, I am Bai He. This is my research institute. What research do you want to participate in? Genetic modification? Forced armor? Or physical energy?" ... The story of a white dragon with an out-of-character personality who goes crazy and causes trouble in a different world with his infinite-flow artifact. Unlimited streaming, dnd, self-made, nothing else to say. Group: 111848048

The new book "Netherworld Painted Skin Scroll" is being serialized and the physical book has been published under the title "Shadowless". ----------------------------------Perhaps on a cold winter night, you heard someone singing softly from a wall away: Xuanmen feathers and white clouds in the heart, one piano, one sword and one painting. Light snow, red stove and yellow bud wine, reading Ziwei Dongting Sutra at night. The lingering sound is like the sound of nature. You step on the snow and follow the sound, and suddenly you see a faint light in the distance. After walking for a quarter of an hour, we entered the bamboo forest, and our eyes suddenly opened up and we felt warm. Then I saw a white crane dancing gracefully, and a dragon girl in red playing the harp and singing. You were surprised and rubbed your eyes. Looking closely, I found myself standing outside my house, with bleak vegetation on the street. Everyone in the world talks about gods, but they don't know that maybe they are right next to you.

Three emperors died one after another, and the prince who had never been noticed succeeded to the throne inexplicably and was in many dangers. The Queen Mother didn't like him, and always wanted to create a new emperor who was younger and more obedient; his half-brothers didn't like him, thinking that he had taken away the throne that belonged to them; the eunuchs and maids also didn't like him, thinking that he didn't look like a real emperor... The Ruzi Emperor had no choice but to save himself.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the northern country was filled with smoke and corpses; the bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River were peaceful, and people were singing and dancing. Amid the internal and external troubles at the end of the dynasty, the sinister office director rose up and sounded the final horn of China. A true hero changes his destiny. The cruel and tragic ancient wars, the real Ming Dynasty marketplace, and the history created by each and every little person unfold a magnificent yet gentle and touching picture of the late Ming Dynasty. Book Friends QQ Group: 145034435

After a catastrophe, Yue Qianqiu was taken home by Mr. Yue, who was born in a grassroots family and had many descendants. There are aristocratic families in this world, and there are also scholars who think they are noble and correct. There are rivers and lakes in this world, and there are also sects that are unwilling to look down on the imperial court. Confucianism disrupts the law with literature, and chivalry violates the law with martial arts. Disputes and excitement coexist, and opportunities and risks coexist. But before the eagle strikes the sky and the fish leaps into the sea, Yue Qianqiu must solve his status problem. As an adopted son, should he be cautious and dormant, or should he live a carefree life and go his own way?

The new book "The Creation of Japan's Weirdness" is officially on sale. [Almost 6,000 works ordered] Wei Buer thought that he would be able to practice greatness after joining the Yunyin Sect, but he found that he had to start working as a handyman first. In this seemingly inconspicuous sect, you can hit a lot of senior brothers and sisters with golden fingers just by throwing a stone. The girls in the monastic world are all pretty. Wei Buer thought he would always find a good girl, but he found that the girls were really scary. To be serious: [Large-scale·Xianxia·Romance novel], welcome to the most hidden base of Bai Jia Qi and the fiercest battlefield to kill Bai Jia. Welcome to the tragic Shura field and the delightful Bai Xue scene. Even if he was dead and nailed in a coffin, Wei Buer would still shout out with his decayed vocal cords--

This is an era when legends are getting old: the old Dragon King in the north turns over and the ground trembles; the peacock in the west is too lazy to move away from its nest in the red; the two old sword-playing men have no grudges but want to fight to the death; and the poor-faced scholar throws away the book and suddenly chops up half of the mountains and rivers with his knife. This is an era when legends are reborn: the beautiful girl who has conquered the country can't yet dress up, the general who has conquered the world is still stealing sheep, not to mention the evil monk who has not yet grown up, and the young boy who has just picked up a purple dress and wants to proclaim himself an emperor, but is stabbed by a smaller kid with a sword to his heart's content. The hairy boy said: The stage has been set, the virgins, the virgins, the virgins, the virgins and the uglies are all taking turns to appear on stage. It looks like a group of strange and bizarre beings. But I am the protagonist of this drama. I am destined to fly. I have no choice. Whoever tells me to use the sword in this life is to be better than others!