As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.
But what is Jianghu?
The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword, the sword reaches the end of the world.
Dominating the martial arts world, the enemy of the country and the family.
But Jianghu is not only about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships.
Xu Ping'an knows this well. Having more friends makes life easier.
So my friend, do you want to keep fit?
Do you want not to be bullied?
You only need five taels of silver to join my sect.
Provide food and shelter, five days off and two days off!
Chen Zhong, whose courtesy name was Zizheng, was a member of the Yingzhou Immortal Sect. He imitated the Zhu family of the former Han Dynasty and was more anxious to pursue others than his own selfish interests.
The governor of Xianmen is causing harm, and the trouble in the village is worse than that of monsters and ghosts.
Zhong Sui went to the front of the Yamen and stabbed the county guard in the courtyard. He quickly captured the people and captured them, but he was stubborn and could not stop them.
Peng Shu, a native of Huixiang, led the crowd to carry out righteousness. When he saw that Zhong had punished him violently, his appearance suddenly changed, and when Zhong left, Shu asked him to be the leader of the righteousness and not to stay.
When Zhong Ji was escaping, he met a fishing old man on the way and asked about his intention to stay or leave.
He said to him: "It is my ambition to be free and easy."
The old man asked again: "If that's the case, how about passing on the name and ridiculing him?"
Zhong pressed his sword and said nothing.
The old man left behind a volume of "Sword Art" and a compilation of jade baskets. He took advantage of the light and turned it into a rainbow, and left a song in the sky: "The result of the work is there, it will come naturally."
Zhongsui traveled to the mountains and rivers, visited immortals and asked questions, but he didn't know where he ended up.
On that day, thick fog blocked everything.
On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship.
On that day, he stepped through the thick fog and faced a world that had been completely overturned and fragmented - the order of the past was gone. Weird phenomena dominated the endless sea areas outside of civilized society. Island city-states and fleets challenging the sea had become the only remaining lights of the civilized world, but the shadows of the past were still eager to move in the deep sea, waiting to continue to devour this dying world.
But for the new captain of the Lost Home, there is only one problem that he must consider first -
Who knows how to sail the ship? !
This is an era of rapid development!
The reborn Wang Weidong rode a 28-year-old bicycle, drove a yellow Daihatsu, and... Sat in a Gulfstream private jet and traveled all the way.
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"We will definitely come back!" An officer said to his thousands of officers and soldiers.
But since they came out of seclusion, the invaders have become powerful and the country is in danger. How can their family be safe? The battle line went all the way south, fighting countless mountains, but losing countless mountains, until it reached the top of Cangshan Mountain and the bank of Erhai Lake!
Looking back at where we came from, we see endless smoke and numerous obstacles. How many officers and soldiers have their bodies buried in a foreign country? After a war of resistance for fourteen years, how many people can return to their hometown?
"Longevity, your chance has come."
"Master, what is opportunity?"
"Everything I meet is your chance."
So Changshou took the old donkey and went down the mountain carrying the wooden sword given by the master.
Gawain traveled through time, but something went wrong while traveling.
After floating in the sky above a foreign continent for hundreds of thousands of years, he felt that he might need a body to become a complete time traveler, but he did not expect that after he finally succeeded, he would need to crawl out of the coffin with this body, and face two frightened great-great-great... Great-granddaughters.
And a world that is about to usher in the end of the era.
It has been the same dream for three years, and I have always chosen it a thousand times.
I made the same decision to save people.
Today I still choose to save people, but the dream is different...
"It's been a thousand times, why is this guy still like this? How about we change the game this time?"
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"Grandpa, were you a hero at that time?" Xiao Xiaobao asked his grandfather Qian Xiaobao. "I only know that I was not a bear at that time!" Qian Xiaobao replied. "What do the heroes you've seen look like?" Xiao Xiaobao asked again. "Almost all the heroes I have seen are dead. They are those who do things silently and die silently. They are those who know they will die but do not hesitate to die." Qian Xiaobao replied.
He is a spy, and all the men and women in his family have been spies for generations. They eat power and money, drink loyalty and betrayal, play with eyes and words, and enjoy guessing and deciphering.
Their enemy is always another group of spies. Even if they are separated by stars and void, they can't stop them from fighting openly and secretly.
The Tao fire will never be extinguished, and the devil's seed will be passed down forever.
Cultivation that goes against the will of heaven will lead to elixirs that follow the heavens.
This is the story of a young man who was invaded by a demon and grew up in a Taoist sect that regarded demons as the enemy of life and death.
He was labeled as someone who "needs to be vigilant", which destined his life trajectory to be different.
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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 Baatezu demon clan in the Nine Hells heard it. The giant spirits in the four elemental realms who went their own way heard it. They sang lightly, they howled, and billions of races sang together:
The universe is never alone, and countless heroes live and die!
When the critical point between chaos and order collapses, the curtain of the Millennium Holy War has just begun!
Skeletons turn to ashes, flesh and blood turn to mud, immortal witnesses record the trajectory of golden scale wings,
Don't sigh, don't leave, may you become a watcher and explore the lost legends from the words!
"Legend is just the beginning of adventure." - Lesatos Yanyan
If there is a God in the sky, why are evildoers so rampant in the world?
There is no God in the sky, so why are there so many doubts in my heart?
During the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty, a group of Jinyi captains known as "foxes born and ghosts raised" were ordered to find the true god in a godless world and the way to immortality in a limited life.
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 and thought he had taken away the throne that belonged to them; the eunuchs and maids also didn't like him and felt that he didn't look like a real emperor... The Ruzi Emperor had no choice but to save himself.