In the last years of the dynasty, Tianfa killed the target. Sometimes heroes draw their swords, heroes do things, and even demons are rebellious, weird and ferocious. The common people are miserable, and their flesh and blood become elixirs. In the end, it is just a sentence in the mouth of the immortal “ interesting”. Zhao Ang was a human being in his two lives. He started from the beginning of his life. He did not care about his future, but only sought a passage of thoughts. He wanted to use a stick in his palm to crush the immortals in the sky.

[Brother abuse is refreshing for a while, chasing sister crematorium]

The four pet sister crazy demons dismissed the “brothers” they picked up, and turned on their taunting skills anytime and anywhere, with strict requirements.

Li Qinian lay on the bed and received cordial greetings from four brothers.

Big Brother: Boys can’t get up and train.

Second brother: Boys can’t eat soft meals, get up, and work.

Third brother: Boys can’t do without 200 points, get up and study.

Fourth brother: Boys can’t live without a meter, get up and run.

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Li Qinian backhanded the four elder brothers, put on skirts, stepped on high heels, and went to find his boyfriend from a “poor family”.

As a result, the four brothers saw a beautiful female fairy, pressing the cold-looking Jiangcheng richest man in the corner.

Li Qinian curled his lips and raised Jiang Wang’s chin: “Baby, listen to me tonight, eh?”

The banshee turned her head, her face was exactly the same as her own brother Wei Wei Nuo! !

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Brother: “Sister, stop training, hurt your hand.”

Li Qinian: “Oh, girls can’t be motherly.”

Second brother: “Sister, you hold this black card~”

Li Qinian: “Oh, girls can’t eat soft rice.”

Third brother: “Sister, this time I have improved with 199 points!”

Li Qinian: “Oh, girls can’t live without 200 points.”

Fourth brother: “Sister, sleep well, stop running.”

Li Qinian: “Oh, girls can’t live without 1.8 meters.”

[A story about four straight steel men exhausted their strength to die]

[Traditional fantasy + villain + no heroine + Great Love Immortal + Backer King + plot flow]

In the last catastrophe, three thousand people with destiny were trapped in desperate situation. Shen Changsheng escaped with the help of the Supreme Cauldron, forced his way across the long river of time and returned to the past.

In his new life, he chose to hunt for destiny, keep the supreme inheritance for himself, and live only to pursue immortality.

With the advantage of rebirth and numerous calculations, he rose strongly and transformed from a chess piece in the eyes of the emperor to a chess player.

The enemy wails: How can we defeat him?

Someone reminded: Go and hold his brother hostage, that’s his weakness!

However, facing Shen Changgeng, the enemy felt despair again.

"Get lost! This is not a weakness, it's a bait! His brother is still the backer king!"

Shen Changgeng: "Dad, save me! Mom, save me! Grandpa, save me! Uncle and aunt, save me! Brother~~~~ come and save me!"

With the arrival of Shen Changsheng and the appearance of the Supreme Cauldron, he was able to refine the heavens, the earth, and even the immortals!

A friend asked him: Brother Shen, why is your tripod emitting black smoke?

Shen Changsheng said: What you don’t know is that this is the Human Emperor Cauldron. It absorbs the primordial purple energy and has turned purple to black. If you don’t believe me, come in and take a look?

……

Finally, when his magic power and physical body were invincible, he looked back and realized that his background was also invincible and that he was born a taboo.

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All in all, the story tells the story of a reborn person who goes against the current and pursues eternal life by any means necessary.

This book is a traditional fantasy, the protagonist is not a group favorite villain, the character is insidious and cunning, hypocritical and resourceful.

This is a world shrouded in darkness.

The diffuse black mist corrodes all living creatures.

The only thing that protects mankind is fire.

And when the age of darkness comes, the fire gradually goes out.

Countless powerful kingdoms have become the lairs of dark monsters, humans have lost contact with each other, and the survivors are trembling in the lonely light.

Until Rhodes came to this world.

"Grass, what kind of cow and horse, is it delicious?"

"This soul is delicious."

"As long as the will of fire remains, I believe that humans will one day light up the world again and burn all ghosts and insects to ashes."

"Even if I am trapped in darkness and burdened with dreams, I can still hold up the world!"

"We win!"

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The world is about to collapse, and the abyss is on the side.

And I will hold up this only fire and light up the world.

Yes, I am the last dark king.

Who, please save me.

Upon waking up, Qiao Songlin discovers that his dreams have begun to manifest in reality. He starts to suspect that he can alter already-established facts through his dreams. As he unintentionally helps others resolve their regrets, he finds himself facing even more troubles. The entanglement between the power of dreams and the schemes of a reborn individual brings complications—good deeds go unnoticed, but misfortunes keep knocking at his door...

A generation of hegemons, betrayed by betrayal, besieged by forty-nine strong men, tragically killed and robbed the mountain, re-lived once, he will re-enter the peak; strong rise, into the chaotic star field, exhausted 100,000 strong, Wusheng dead and kill, The impact is high!

After having a strange dream, Wang Zheng found himself traveling to a world with Pokémon.

After the shock and excitement, he decided... to continue being a happy salted fish.

But on the way to achieving his goal, there are always people who jump out to block his way.

He was furious: "As long as I'm strong enough, no one can stop me from being a salted fish!"

With the belief of becoming the strongest salted fish, Wang Zheng embarked on a journey.

Tags: Pokémon, Pokémon, Pocket Monsters, Pokémon

ps: Plot-oriented, less content about cultivation

I'm a new author, so my writing style might be a little toxic in the early stages, but I'm making continuous progress. Please be patient and read on!

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Director-themed story. The female lead is Liu Yifei. If you don’t like it, don’t read.

If you have questions, just keep reading — all the answers are later in the story, so don’t come in asking nonstop. This is a novel, not an AI Q&A chatbot.

[Uncle Nine + Zombies + Taoism + System + Portal + Merit + Doomsday + Superpower]

Zhao Xuanlang traveled through the zombie world and wanted to become Uncle Jiu's apprentice, but was rejected because he did not have the necessary foundation to cultivate his bones.

The merit cultivation system is awakened, and a portal is opened in the new gift pack. Zhao Xuanlang has no choice but to bravely enter the apocalypse and discovers that killing zombies brings merit.

Uncle Jiu: Practicing martial arts and cultivating Taoism requires a strong foundation.

System: The innate talent of the Dao fetus only requires ten million merits.

Uncle Jiu: Cultivation requires a lot of money and resources.

Zhao Xuanlang: In the end times, you can pick up gold, silver, and jewelry at will, and you can exchange spiritual medicines and spiritual stones for food. If all else fails, I can rob them. I can get as much as I want.

System: A new Ascension Pill has appeared in the mall. If you take it, you can become an immortal and ascend to heaven. It only requires 100 million merits.

Zhao Xuanlang: One hundred million is a drop in the bucket. Give me ten.

In the zombie world, Zhao Xuanlang practiced martial arts and Taoism, slayed demons and monsters, protected the country and the people, and his merits were immeasurable. In the end times, Zhao Xuanlang killed zombies, killed strange beasts, killed evil people, and killed his way through the end times, with immeasurable merits.

Grandmaster of the Immortal World: Lin Jiu, how did you cultivate to become an immortal in this Dharma-Ending World?

Uncle Jiu: Grandmaster, I am still a little dizzy from being hit on the head by money, please calm down. Oh, I accepted a super rich and good disciple, and I started to lick my disciple, and then I became an immortal.

Week 1 "1,224 people are squeezed into 40 carriages, but only 2 people can live in the front of the train - what makes you qualified to get in?"

Month 1 "Zombies will evolve, and trains must evolve too: 1.2 cm steel plates have been welded, and a machine gun position on the roof has been reserved."

Month 2 "With talent, the research and development progress is different. The survival exoskeleton: Scavenger-1 type has taken shape."

Month 3 The train driver who tore the armor, the boy in a wheelchair holding up the train, the female master who rubbed the flesh and blood mecha with her hands...

- "Conductor's Log" We crushed the tide of corpses with steel wheels, connected the broken tracks with supernatural powers, set up flamethrowers in the plant frenzy, and when other survivors begged to get on the train, my attendant was baking cranberry cookies.