Your groupmates read the same novels as you, play the same games as you, share the same dog stories as you, comfort you when you're wronged, flatter you when you succeed, and even follow your arguments when you're about to draw your sword. Your groupmates have beautiful girl avatars, send beautiful girl emoticons, and talk like beautiful girls. If they're not beautiful girls, what are they? Regardless, groupmates are beautiful girls, I say.

Man's first requirement is to live, the second is still to live, and the third is still to live… In certain circumstances, living becomes a luxury. In hell, we look up at heaven, reaching out our hands. Though we cannot touch heaven, we can at least get closer to it. We sing in hell, we give thanks in hell, we love in hell, we kill in hell. We embrace each other with tears in our eyes, then plunge daggers into each other's chests, not for anything else, but for that faint, almost imperceptible gratitude. The world of the Song Dynasty is my bondage, and also my sky. Only birds that soar in flight understand the meaning of the sky. The Emperor said—"Lend me a corner of the royal mansion, so you and your child may find refuge." Tie Xinyuan said—"I will repay a drop of kindness with a spring of gratitude, but you cannot ask for anything. Whatever reward I give you, you must accept it." I may be smarter than all of you. In a sense, I am a prophet, I am a philosopher, I am a god!

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...

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!

An anomaly appeared in the Snow Wolf tribe. This man from Earth found himself surrounded by his adorable but clueless tribesmen, staring at the sky at a 45-degree angle, speechless with frustration. Having transmigrated into this impoverished grassland tribe, where even underwear was practically a necessity, were we, civilized people, supposed to revert to a primitive lifestyle?! He bent down, picked up a small leather whip, and hardened his heart, pointing it at the group of furry creatures: "Get to work!" Thus began the legend of a master of deception, a cunning emperor, and the king of the Snow Wolf people…_(:з”∠)_ #Farming and Domination Novel#

This is a stone wall. This is a mountain. Or rather, this is a stone wall as high as a mountain, seemingly reaching to the sky with a majestic grandeur. But a stone wall is still just a stone wall, no matter how majestic it may be. The two arrived before this stone wall, which appeared to be composed of blocks of milky-white marble, like a vast, snow-white canvas. Countless vines extended from the cracks in the stone, like strokes of green ink being applied to this canvas—a masterpiece that no famous painter could rival.

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!

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.