Panlong OL debuts at Shanda Allstar 2011 with its first trailer, July 27th, available on the official Shengying Games website (pl.sdo.com).

This is Tomato’s first book.

My debut work~~~~~

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The first part ends and the second part begins, the two worlds of immortals and demons, the boundless universe, this determines the tone of the second part!

The second part is full of ups and downs, with elixir, spirit beasts, holy places for cultivation, and desperate situations in the world... everything is there! The Immortal Emperor, the Demon Lord... countless masters! How is it? Let everyone judge

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Those were the days when we all read Panlong novels together. A diary of a female Panlong fan who's become a lolita fan. For details, visit pl.sdo.com.

My name is Qin Shou, not a beast!

First, it was an inexplicable death that turned into a regret, and then after some fussing out of curiosity, it completely turned into a regret, an eternal regret!

I originally had a system with a very sweet-sounding voice, but after fiddling with it out of curiosity, I completely lost the system...

Ahem!

My family should all know that Cannian is the lowest and lowest level of existence. Unfortunately, my strength grew too fast, so many terrible spirits who wanted to eat me were eaten by me...

Please don't call me a beast, I really never thought about pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, really!

A mysterious organization? I am no longer afraid of the left, let me know who is so brave Kangkang!

As he spoke, Jie Zuo picked up a weapon called the Soul-Eating Hammer, which was actually a stick, and picked up a lantern with a djinn living in it.

No matter how the world treats me, my answer is that it will be as big as wood...

"It's time to take medicine and understand Zuo."

"Okay, Dean."

Abnormal Item 008, Visitor from Another World, Description: A young male who claims to be Jie Zuo [Data erased]

(The world of Cthulhu and ghosts in this article is an imaginary world. If there are any similarities, it is pure nonsense)

"Things got ugly."

"Isn't it always like this?"

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Eagles strike in the sky, fish fly in the shallows, and all kinds of frost compete for freedom in the sky.

When he hits the water in the middle of the current, the waves stop the boat from flying.

The rescue was corrupted, and Chen Hao yelled up to the sky: If I take pleasure in helping others, let thunder strike him to death.

Dingdong: Help the ghost to start the system.

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People have troubles, ghosts have obsessions, troubles are solvable, and obsessions are hard to eliminate.

Walk the world, balance yin and yang, circulate the laws of heaven, and retribute unhappy.

[I, Song Wen, a five-time League of Legends champion, was lifting my fifth trophy when I saw the words "You were killed by a dump truck" on the big screen.] "So you mean I'm a character in a book? The LPL in the real world gets crushed by the Koreans every day, and I'm just a product of your imagination?" "It's okay, I'm the chosen one. Since I'm here, I'm the champion! Uzi and Faker are nothing!" "Damn it, a mere Silver player trying to hinder my progress? Bring on another billion rounds!" [I, Wang Ke, a struggling novelist. Just as I was about to run away after another poorly written novel, the protagonist jumped out of the book.] "Dude, you finally transmigrated, why do you have to play games?" "Have you ever played professionally? Don't talk nonsense, don't just assume things." "Okay, since you insist on playing professionally, then..."

Strange sights were peering outside the window, and turbid darkness lingered around.

The roar of steam and guns resounded with the suppressed roar of terror. Under the shadow of terror and indifference, the light of faith shone.

The wheel of history is rolling forward, and a new chapter of the times has opened.

This is an era of exploitation and oppression, this is an era of resistance and awakening, this is an era of ignorance that invites strangeness, and this is an era of awakened people who shine.

The pace of mankind will never stop. As long as there are people with courage, the torch that illuminates the darkness will be lit.

If you can't see the distance in the future, then I will be the first ray of light!

[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>

[A work signed by the First Editorial Team of Qidian]

I have half a scroll of a book, which I call "transformation" in my carefree spirit.

We wave to ask the immortals and Buddhas to retreat, and send this to the gods to hear.

The ink's fragrance is heard in songs, its essence transmitted through the mysterious and profound. ...