When a cute, cuddly catgirl meets a cool, aloof school beauty, an unexpected event brings them together. The catgirl's charm and adorable antics gradually melt the school beauty's icy exterior, while the school beauty's attentive care makes the catgirl feel the warmth of home. From initial dislike to inseparable companionship, their daily lives are filled with sweetness and laughter.
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!
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...
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...
[Fantasy + Primordial Era + System + Time Travel]
Upon waking up, he found himself to be Nuwa's divinely ordained son, the strongest second-generation saint in the primordial world!
It also includes a selection system.
Hongjun preached, sitting alone on the lotus throne of a sage; Nuwa created humans, pretending to be the ancestor of the human race; the Three Pure Ones established their teachings, each wanting to be the senior disciple of the three sects of Humanity, Chan, and Jie...
From that day forward, the Three Realms of the Primordial World were never at peace again!
The night rain poured down, mold spread, and crows flew wildly in the neon-lit city.
A young actor known as "Monster" is staging a series of terrifying shows in the shadowy streets and alleys.
Listen, those are people's terrified screams; look, those are the trembling faces of the audience.
"Actually, I didn't want to scare so many people, but my looks just don't allow it..."
"Well, just make do with it..."
Feng Ling was reborn in an old body in the Ghost Continent. This old man was very powerful in his lifetime, but Feng Ling was in tears. Fortunately, he had the art of splitting himself into two bodies... It doesn't matter if he is old or sarcastic!
"Ningshuang, wait for me! Yuqing, follow me!"
A white skirt fluttered in the distance as an elderly man kicked away the bruised and battered pretty boy and walked away calmly. A woman in green lingered to finish off the opponent, winking and saying, "Young man, don't look down on the elderly!"
PS: A general's success is built on the sacrifice of countless lives; in the end, everything seems like a dream. Immortals and demons, who is right and who is wrong? I have no intention of killing anyone, but the human heart is treacherous, even more sinister than demons and monsters. All living beings suffer, and it is up to me to save the world...
(Written in detail in the early stage, calmly farming; written briefly in the later stage, stirring up the storm)
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.
(Tags: Martial Arts World, Detective Stories, Plot Tactics, Behind-the-Scenes Stories)
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Flowers that suck human blood, insects that feed on human skin, shadows in the desert—all are machines...
[CK3 + Kingdom of Heaven + Assassins + No System + Farming + Reviving Rome] Transmigrated into a leper prince with a mysterious past, his mother is Maria Komnina, a noblewoman of Komnen, and his father… possibly King Amori I of Jerusalem? No such person exists in history; he's a pawn from the start. But as a fervent CK3 player, treachery, intrigue, farming, brainwashing… are all basic keyboard skills. The Eastern Roman Emperor Alexius II is my best friend; King Baldwin IV the Leper is my "brother" and strict teacher; the Balian of Ibelin is my stepfather; the Assassins are my shadowy blade. I farm and develop, beating up the Roms and kicking the Ayyubids. When the Crusaders look eastward in bewilderment, the Holy City has already pledged allegiance to me. When the Mongol cavalry marches in, I have rebuilt the Roman legions. Faith? I will unify it. Empire? I will revive it. This time, Augustus…