A commoner dies unexpectedly, and he suddenly becomes the son of a powerful official family.
Should one choose a different life, or continue a life of debauchery and indulgence?
An innocent younger sister, a cold and aloof female boss, and a wounded ex-lover.
The paths that should have led to two lives now intertwined around him alone...
The Vast World, divided into three lands.
From the disastrous Land of Extinction, the genius Sovereign of the Medicine God Sect was unable to cultivate for his whole life. Just as his natural end was about to come, he found a way to reincarnate. However, the deep oceans of life and death, the long road of rebirth, and the twists of cause and effect were never able to be predicted. The danger was yet to come.
I know Nine Suns, but I am really not a master!
I can drop the eighteen palms of the dragon, but I am really not a master!
I will move things a lot, but I am really not a master!
But I’m really not a master!
High school student Bai Lin was reborn in another world, playing with the system to dominate the martial arts, but the first exercise the system gave was: Sunflower Collection? ? ?
Nima, should you become a eunuch before becoming a master of martial arts?
Born into a wealthy family, Gu Shenwei was spoiled and carefree. However, at the age of 14, his entire family were brutally mu*dered, and he was caught by some bandits who sold him into s*avery. As a s*ave boy, he entered Golden Roc Fort by chance and found the man who had slaughtered his family. He endured insults and worked hard to improve his kung fu while working as a s*ave boy. He learned from and plotted against his enemy under the enemy’s nose. He became increasingly ambitious as he became more and more powerful. He would only be satisfied if he completely destroyed his enemy—by fair means or foul. Gradually his bitter experience turned him into a totally different person.
This is a kung fu fiction that is full of mysteries and surprises. This is a story dealing with love, betrayals and distances. This is the journey of an ordinary boy who, against all odds, fought against formidable foes. This is a tale regarding a person who felt abandoned by the world made unremitting efforts to create a new world of his own, in which he was alone.
Thirty-eight-line actor Lin Yue obtained the film and television plane shuttle system, and embarked on a magnificent journey of experiencing various wonderful life and roaming the world of movies.
In "Detective Chinatown", he corrected Qin Feng's reasoning and found out the real culprit of the gold robbery.
"My Leader, My Group" takes everyone home.
Uncover the mystery of the painter in "Wu Shuang".
In "Chasing the Dragon", he single-handedly killed seven in and seven out in the Kowloon Walled City.
In Rage he is the king of tanks.
"Quick Chase Trilogy" has achieved the title of gun god.
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In the past world, "Detective Chinatown", "Chasing the Dragon", "If You Are the One", "My Leader My Team", "Eavesdropping", "Wushuang", "The Richest Man in Xihong City", "Infernal Affairs", " I am Yu Huanshui", "To Our Dying Youth".
"People often think I'm a good person just because I have a good-looking appearance. Haha."
His existence is a disaster for everyone.
[A world of misery, villains all around / double lunatics + double heroines + no moral restraints + power over the court + tragic ending. Don’t be fooled by the title or the opening.]
In this world, there is no right or wrong—only people doing what must be done from their own position.
She once felt her heart stir, but it was only that—a fleeting feeling.
One plotted for a lifetime, yet died with hatred, her great vengeance unfulfilled.
The other lived unloved, forever stripped of freedom, trapped within the imperial city.
A deeply scheming, deranged Grand Tutor vs a black-bellied, peerless, deranged princess.
Qi Zhao Qian was a princess who could not see the light of day, raised in the cold palace since childhood, with no one caring whether she lived or died.
Within the imperial city, the bricks and tiles were cold—and so were human hearts.
Being bullied, cursed, and beaten was routine.
Often, her elder sister would step on her, grinding her into the dirt like worthless mud.
Until one day, a slender, elegant hand gripped her chin and leaned close to whisper by her ear:
“You are more suited to that throne than she is.”
In that moment, Qi Zhao Qian’s gaze fell upon the imperial throne—and upon the world itself.
A single imperial edict pulled her into the vortex. She understood what Yun Yu Bo’s words meant: that she was more obedient than the eldest princess, more suitable to be called a puppet, and far easier to control.
But she forgot—she was no caged bird. How could she resign herself to being a puppet for life, a powerless chess piece forever?
(Everyone said the eldest princess was destined to ascend the throne. But on that day, in wind and driving rain, all the court officials knelt in submission as Qi Zhao Qian walked into the great hall, step by step, carrying her elder sister’s head in her hand, and sat upon the dragon throne…)
“If my dear sister can sit on this throne, why can’t I?”
This is a Pokémon fan fiction that is completely different from previous ones. The author is a newcomer and I don’t know whether this style can be accepted by everyone, but I still want to continue writing. I hope readers will like it.
The great devil from another world attempts to conquer the earth. In order to save the earth, Li Lu has to take in the great devil... a little girl who calls herself Her Royal Highness the Princess.
Lin Yu unexpectedly travels back to the Battle of Shanghai and becomes a battalion commander under the 88th Division.
Surrounded by Japanese soldiers who outnumbered him several times over, he decided to activate the Multiverse Arms System. He could earn points simply by killing enemies, and those points could be exchanged for weapons.
The Japanese devils were not only enemies, but also points. Lin Yu then embarked on a bloody path of killing enemies to earn points, earning points to exchange for weapons, and using those weapons to fight the Japanese devils.
As the saying goes: When autumn comes on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, we'll ride horses to Tokyo to admire the cherry blossoms. Behold how they conquer the battlefield, displaying both iron will and tender heart.