The birth and death of all things in the world are but a speck of dust left behind by the passage of the universe's seasons. The crushing cycle of spring, summer, autumn, and winter has plunged worlds into a icy abyss, extinguishing the flames of countless civilizations. No one in history could resist. Legend has it that when spring returns to the earth, the lives dormant in the frozen soil will one after another awaken... As time passes, a ray of sword light pierces the world, and a new origin of life begins!

As we all know, the disasters of the Beasts Pirates can live without life, but they cannot live without life.

The Disaster of Looks: (Stretching his head) The self-esteem of the emperor!

The Disaster of Arts: Sing, dance, rap!

The Disaster of Stupidity: Pull the boat over!

The Disaster of Earth: What? Whitebeard wants to go to war with the Navy Headquarters? The housing prices in Shampoo Land have plummeted? Damn, why are you still standing there, this is a great opportunity to buy at the bottom!

Facing the interview with the reporter, the Disaster of Earth happily said:

"Buying land is my hobby, and collecting rent is my pleasure."

"As long as I buy all the properties in the world, everyone in the world will have to pay me rent!"

"Hehehe, what a wonderful idea!"

"Hey, the properties in the holy land of Marijoa seem to have great investment value!"

[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]

When I opened my eyes, it was Rome in 1605. I was elected Pope by mistake. In this era, gunpowder and cold weapons intertwined, darkness and light converged, wisdom and ignorance coexisted. Countries fought openly and secretly, the situation was treacherous, and the haze of war shrouded the European continent. In this history written by blood and fire, my name is Augustus; what I want to do is to rebuild the Roman Empire!

Here, fear and terror no longer exist. Life here no longer belongs to oneself—this has nothing to do with bravery!

The tactical descriptions of the Germans in this book are not purely my invention. Many of them are based on Marshal Rommel’s fifteen infantry tactical maxims and real-life examples of infantry offense and defense throughout various wars. So, if you come across unfamiliar warfare methods in this book and find them surprising, don’t be concerned. I aim to create an authentic military work that truly reflects the methods of war—including details like trench digging—so you can experience something different from conventional military literature! Haha!

Su Xiuyi of the Great Zhou Dynasty and her beloved won the champion and second place respectively in the temple examinations, but in the face of the saint, Da Zhou Shenglong saw through the second place as the demon saint, the demon saint is noble, shemale The two clans never died.

The Emperor Zhou imprisoned the demon saint in the sky prison.

Su Xiuyi sneaked into the sky prison to let the demon saint woman go.

He was imprisoned in the Wanwen Academy, which is known to be ten dead and lifeless in the Academy, and could not take a step in his life.

Wanwenyuan, known as a place of ten deaths and no life, has never come out alive, and they have all been cursed to death by the curse of the courtyard. When Su Xiuyi was desperate, he signed in to the system.

When I first entered the Wanwen Academy, I signed a patch of Heavenly Pill.

In front of the Wensheng stele, I signed Abidao Sandao.

In the book building, the King of 4D, the strongest divine literary “Tao”, was signed in.

In front of the altar, a sign was signed for Ten Thousand Fairy Blood.

…

Su Xiuyi wanted to sign in silently until Invincible under Heaven came out of the mountain, but the demon saint of the past entered the imperial city, and Su Xiuyi also discovered her identity, which turned out to be…

He traveled through the House of Dragons and became Baelon, Rhaenyra's non-existent brother.

The one standing before you now is the King of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, the Protector of Essos, and the God of the New World.

The darkness in front of me, like an abyss, was trembling.

The scorching heat of blood, like magma on the sulphur river of hell, chooses people to eat.

The intertwining of death and rebirth made Dean vowed to kick all his enemies down the abyss and throw them into hell-let the darkness of the abyss flood them, make them tremble, and let the burst of hell sulfur river swallow them, making They are crushed!

I have brought boundless fear, death, disaster!

My crown is pouring out of blood!

—— Dean Ken

"Are you my knight?" the silver-haired boy asked, smiling at the blonde girl before him. This was their meeting when they were ten years old.

"Are you my bride?" Gently embracing the blonde girl, his companion for ten years, the boy questioned yet affirmed. This was the story of eighteen.

"Are you my king?" Half-kneeling at the throne, he looked up and smiled at the girl holding the Sword of Victory. The boy's smile was the same as the boy's ten years ago.

"I can be without eyes, but you, and all of Camelot, cannot be without eyes." With a smile, he forever gave his eyes to the girl, who had lost them due to the red dragon's curse. The boy had no regrets. This was twenty-five years of happiness.

"So, Arthur? Pen? Dragon? Artoria, King of Knights, young lady, will you... walk with me for life?" Smiling, he extended his hand to the girl, and the silver-haired boy asked the same question two thousand five hundred years later. This was a bond that had lasted two thousand five hundred years.