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When history turns into legends When legends turn into myths When the myths are all mottled When the sand and dust of time obliterate everything Our names and our stories still spread in the long river of time Just like the sun hanging high in the sky, shining forever on the earth, it will never go out Remember, there once was a group of people who held their heads high Standing between heaven and earth, like the pillars of heaven, never bending down to anyone. They hold wind and thunder in their hands, they step on dragons and snakes, they crack the earth with their fists, and they shatter the stars with their palms; they are our ancestors, they have the same bloodline as us, they call themselves witches when they walk on the earth, and they become witch gods after they break the void!

Reborn as a cell, carrying the power of the prison code, he came to the parallel world where the ancient one had awakened. Steam civilization, frightening space, the old king of eternal night, and the strange demon outside the city. The door of destiny has been opened - Crusaders, libraries, control, machinery, and occultism will serve as new growth systems for human development. The hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage! The brave knights gallop through the world ruled by the ancient king and regain the freedom that belongs to mankind. Ps: Ordinary group 1 is 437125775 (a few places) Ordinary group 2 is 1020207022 (full) Ordinary group 3 is 755073118 (a lot of places) Please enter the ordinary group and read the group announcement to join the V group through single password management.

When others are picking holes, he is looking for things; when others are looking for things, he is looking for treasures! Shang Dynasty tripods, Zhou Yi jade, Sui pearls, and Warring States period gold and jade belt hooks; Qin terracotta and Han pottery, Jin inscriptions and Tang paintings, Song porcelain and silk lacquerware; bamboo, wood, ivory horns, rosewood and rosewood, everything is included in your hands. A piece of wishful money created a great collector and also wrote a legend!

PS: I have published a new book, "I Am Really an African Chief", please go and read it. **** Wants work and entertainment, but more importantly, he wants a carefree and comfortable life. The mountains are covered with snow, the sails are sailing on the clear water, the horses are roaming on the grassland and you can explore the deep forests. My land has beautiful scenery. Churches, schools, police stations; hospitals, communities, clubs, and a small government have to be run. As the top local leader, I feel a lot of pressure. A lord's heart, several agricultural, animal husbandry and forestry farms. There are several cute and naive people, and a group of capable subordinates. The spring breeze is warm, the summer night is bright, the autumn moon is full, and the winter snow is clear. If there is a paradise on earth, it must be in Sunset Town. Hello everyone, I am Wang Bo, the all-powerful mayor of Sunset Town. I look forward to your arrival!

[Fantasy+Cthulhu+Wasteland+Steampunk+Dihua Flow+Group Portrait+Behind the Scenes] The whispers of nightmares alternating between wasteland and mystery are endless, the dawn and fantasy destiny call endlessly; the fiery mechanical heart is throbbing uneasily, and the intoxication of flames overlaps and crisscrosses. The authority of the Western Continent suddenly collapsed, and the curtain of the Eastern Kingdom quietly opened. This was a journey of thorns and steel. The roar of mechanical gears echoed across the sky, and the howl of "Wuxin" in despair never ceases to sleep. The long night in the west is dim and lightless, and the blazing whiteness in the east shines on all souls. Wasteland, machinery, airships, magic dragons, alien beasts, the surviving "newly constructed" people are devastated; the magic source power, the unintentional people, the lost, the floating god realm, the crazy sequential monsters cry out for their lives. The paradise and the red illusion disappeared, and I stood in the "world" and peered at the holy scepter that represented darkness and sin. Sequence and Hongdang return, I use the pupils of the red demon source to dig out the truth of the world. The gods of the wasteland finally send blessings. Long night in the wilderness, longing for the dawn. This is a game of thrones in the wasteland! This is a chapter about an adventure in the wasteland, fantasy, and world of Cthulhu! (No system, purely original world view, focusing on exploration and adventure. The first volume "Echo" focuses on world view construction such as power system, myths and legends, historical background. The second volume "Calling" focuses on adventure, combat and revelation. The third transition volume is being serialized!)

History moves towards the unknown in 1855. Will the red tide sweep across the new world, or will he still be unable to grasp his fate? Liu Chang moves forward in the slanting wind. The blood of heroes, the tears of beauties, I am confident that my life of two hundred years will be like swimming three thousand miles. What I can change is not just history. Purple Hair Hatred 2012 new fictional history work

Welcome to read the new book "War of the Bankruptcy Demon". ----Green traveled to the world of Io. Green originally thought that knowing the history of future games would lead him to the pinnacle of his life, but the first history he knew was that he would die at the hands of his maid... There seemed to be something wrong with this script. PS: Many people say that my book is good, but the title has a self-dissuasive effect. I read it several times and didn't want to click in. However, the editor did not allow me to change the title. I was also very helpless o(T^T)oGeneral book club: 251576137, verification message: Maid War. VIP book club group: 129720238, the verification message is in the author's statement at the back of the novel.

The Spring and Autumn Period is the root of Chinese civilization, because more than half of China's surnames were formed in the Spring and Autumn Period, and more than half of the idioms were formed in the Spring and Autumn Period. The origin of our culture is also in the Spring and Autumn Period... Because of this period of history, we have been left with the most glorious legacy in human history. By chance, a certain man traveled to the Spring and Autumn Period and became a small feudal lord in the Spring and Autumn Period. He was lucky, because he came to the overlord of this great era... And became a small noble with no worries about food and clothing. With a little effort, he could become a "nobleman" with the right to speak. He had his own territory, his own private army, his own group of retainers... However, he was also unlucky, because in this turbulent era, the battles between ministers were always bloody. The losers had their homes confiscated and their clans exterminated. The fight between the ministers of Jin was the most tragic in this era. Unfortunately, this time traveler turned into the legendary "Zhao Orphan"...

In the magical world of Yala, there is another group of magical professionals. They go to various dangerous places for knowledge, wealth, excitement and honor, and explore the secrets hidden in the depths of time. This group of people who are surrounded by danger has an apt name - adventurers. There are a lot of adventurers, and among such a large number of people, there will always be a few weird ones, such as a swordsman who was once addicted to alcohol and lust and now spends his days seeking pleasure, a knight who regards gold coins as his ultimate pursuit, a schizophrenic and curious priest, and a magic genius who can fall into a trance at any time and cannot take care of himself. What kind of strange stories will happen when such a group of weird people come together? Okay, the above is all nonsense. In fact, this is just a short story about an abnormal unscrupulous uncle and a few abnormal problem girls self-treatment, no, it is about seeking redemption. I solemnly remind you: This story is purely fictitious. If there are any similarities, you should also seek self-treatment.

In the era of brain control, light armor has become the new body of mankind. People say that steel makes the throne. Can the indestructible alloy armor arm the soft soul? With the rise of AI, new human citizens who have passed the "Standard Emotional Test" have begun to possess human emotions and emotions. How can they break free from the shackles of 0 and 1? In the deep and boundless interstellar universe, battleships move forward against the light released by stars, and warriors are creating their legends. A talented young man who was timid and wary of human society carefully stretched out his sharp palm and touched the warm world.