The eternal resentment solidified into hatred and forged into enmity, which was then melted into an endless fight under the angry undead fire!

The comfortable life is silently reduced to ashes, and the sleeping world is bound to be destroyed!

The majestic will, like a savior, guards the world forgotten by God, waiting for the return of the gods. Is it the call of fate? Or is it the will of heaven?

Curiosity killed the cat.

Mission, that rogue thing that only knows how to take, finally fell on the head of the transfer student.

The strange little wooden sword, the mysterious little iron sword, the brutal demon, the prestigious club, all kinds of weird things are connected together.

Who is the real culprit? Is that giant being a god? Or... heaven?

All of this started with a rain in Jinan...

Sun Busong (fourth tone) time-traveled.

He became a warrior on the continent of Azeroth.

Here lies a vast and boundless land, and an unfathomable ocean.

Furthermore, there are endless enemies and monsters to kill.

He brought with him his character from the single-player Warcraft game and two passive skills of Sion from League of Legends: Death's Glory and Soul Forge.

A blacksmith shop, and a dwarf old man with a big beard.

"Kid, do a good job. Remember, you are a great and brave dwarf. Don't be like those cowardly humans and try to cheat and be cunning. That won't do you any good."

The old dwarf held up an iron hammer as big as half his own body and shouted at Sun Busong.

"But I'm clearly human!" Sun Busong could only silently argue in his heart.

"From now on, this place will be my domain, hahaha!" Sun Busong laughed again when he thought of the two divine artifacts he brought with him when he transmigrated. He had paid a high price to have a master on the Youai Warcraft Forum customize them for him.

The backpack has 38 slots, and each slot can hold up to 999 items.

Another artifact is the necklace he's wearing around his neck now: Slaughter!

Slaughter! The artifact is sealed. One special effect will be unlocked every 20 levels, for a total of six special effects.

The first special effect is already enabled.

The effect is that for every 100 enemies of the same level killed, one free attribute point will be added, with no upper limit!

Upon opening his skill panel and seeing the six professional skills he had mastered to the maximum level, Sun Busong's smile turned cold.

"It's just a matter of spending some money! Why not learn all the professional skills you need!"

Originally a small clerk, I stumbled upon an immortal transcending a tribulation, and was dragged back to the Warring States Period. To survive, I resorted to modern technology, experiencing major historical events. It's impossible to revisit the original history, but to adhere to the records in the history books, I deliberately concealed many things. A chance encounter with a secret manual gradually transformed me into a cultivator. Over the course of millennia, I encountered beauties of all kinds, but without a breakthrough in my cultivation, I vanished into the dust of history...

【Original God】【School】【Sugar Knife】【Semi-Daily】【Single Female Lead】

Preliminary reminder: There are swords, candy, funny moments, and a lot of dialogues. It is best not to use your brain when reading this book. There is not much to think about, so just read it.

An accident caused Ying to lose everything, and she had forgotten countless things because of her amnesia. On a rainy night, Ying unexpectedly received an admission letter from Teyvat Academy, which gave her a new beginning in this high school.

Ying: What?! You want me to fight for justice! What a joke!

Goblins absorb the spirit of heaven and earth and are not contaminated by the calamities of the mortal world. They are the supreme existence of the demon clan. They forge a treasure in their lifetime, and every time they appear, they cause bloody storms!

Ye Qingchen, a time traveler with a mysterious background, emerged from the Sin Continent holding the broken sword Mo Ran, vowing to subvert the rules of the three religions. He believed that the Tao could be reversed, and his Tao was evil!

Because the author cheated in the game, tragedy struck... He was transported into the game to fight against enemies with wits and courage, while gradually growing stronger and becoming an indispensable partner to his teammates.

Sixteen-year-old Sheehan Asta, only the matter of "Climbing the Tower" remains in his life. "Whatever your wish is, as long as you climb to the top of the tower, you can fulfill it." Any wish can be fulfilled. This is indeed an irresistible temptation for ordinary people, enough to make them give up everything for it. But Sheehan Asta didn't climb the tower to fulfill his wish. Only she can fulfill her wish herself. So are you going to climb the tower? Even if it takes a gamble on your life." Of course. Because she had a reason to have to climb the tower. Allow me to take the liberty of asking, what is your wish? "

A young man lived in a world of vast mountains and vast seas, a world where immortality flourished and prospered. Ancient magical powers coexisted with brand-new immortality, and all races sought a new path together. In this turbulent era, the young man longed for love and pursued beautiful women, until he finally realized that he was always alone. After a profound enlightenment, the young man wielded his sword of wisdom, severed his nine hundred and ninety-nine ties, and moved forward with grace. That day, plum blossoms bloomed like snow, and the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" appeared. Then, the young man discovered that he had more than nine hundred and ninety-nine ties... Follow Mianbao on Weibo at http://t.qq.com/fmianbao and email [email protected]. Everyone is welcome.

[The author has completed 28 articles, adding one chapter daily at 6 PM. Drafts are available.] Arthur Rimbaud was born in France in the late 19th century. He loved poetry from a young age, joined the Paris Commune at sixteen, had a romantic relationship at seventeen, and broke up at nineteen, living a free and resolute life. His adventurous life was short-lived, as he accidentally fell into the sea and arrived in the 21st century. Rimbaud quickly accepted his place as a famous poet and wanderer in history, embarking on a new round of global travel. At a comic convention in Japan, due to his physical resemblance to the paper figure, he cosplayed the blond, blue-eyed Verlaine from "Bungo Stray Dogs." He arrived in the Bungo Stray Dog world in a white suit and suddenly developed gravity powers. Could this be a case of traveling back in time and becoming an assassin? To save himself, Rimbaud sought out Lantang, who had lost his memory due to a scheme by his former self, hoping to clear his name and have his wanted warrant lifted. But—I'm not Verlaine? Lantang's partner, is that you? Verlaine, you're my gene donor? My brother? The blond Rimbaud facepalmed. #Because I cosplayed Verlaine, I had to use my ex-boyfriend's name##After traveling through time, I actually have a younger brother! #★Based on three-dimensional historical facts, this is the main story. ★Rimbaud is known as "the unruly wind" and even "half a life of fire, half a life of seawater." While there will be a romance in this story, the ultimate ending is Rimbaud alone, with no real CP. ★Rimbaud thought he had traveled through time as the untamed Verlaine, but in fact, he was the real clone. ★This is a short story, expected to be around 200,000 words.</p>

Dreaming of returning to Chang'an, the Xuanwu Gate was stained with blood, and the depths of the Taiji Palace were filled with endless sorrow. The resounding words "The people are the water, the ruler is the boat" still echoed across the land of Chang'an, but the iron hooves of foreign tribes once again trampled through the Jade Gate Pass. How can this hatred be satisfied?

What kind of fury must Li Shimin, lying in his tomb, have uttered upon witnessing the suffering of his people? He pounded on the railings, only to see the land sinking into ruin!

My heart was filled with frustration, and I wished I could cross the river of history, pluck stars from the sky, grasp the sun and moon, and turn the world upside down.

So be it. I hear ghostly cries and the autumn rain pattering outside the window. I'll cut a worn-out pen and continue the story of the glorious Tang Dynasty, removing the dark parts. My Tang Dynasty has no sorrow, only the heroic spirit of war, emperors with the ambition to swallow the sun and moon, fierce generals who have fought countless battles, scholars in high hats and wide belts, gentle and virtuous empresses, loving fathers and filial sons, and a prosperous era that continues. This is my Tang Dynasty, my "Tang Brick".

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