Ding, you kill the green moth, get the skills, and summon the infinite green moth!

Ding, the green moth evolves, the ancient immortal moon moth!

Ding, you kill the Demon Queen, get the skills, and summon the infinite Demon Queen!

“Uh, don’t come here, come over again, my kidneys can’t handle it.”

…

Ding, you destroyed ordinary bows and arrows, got skills, and summoned bows and arrows!

Ding, bow and arrow evolution, bazooka!

Ding, bazooka evolution, round zi bomb!

Ding, you destroyed the divine weapon Zhuxianjian, got the skills, and summoned the infinite Zhuxianjian!

One day, games will merge with reality.

Ye Xun found that the entire galaxy could not put down his summons!

“Invincible is a kind of loneliness, I can only… go to the universe!”

Ding, you shattered the universe, got the skills, and summoned the infinite universe!

Lin Chen, a poor boy from a model agency, occasionally inherited a peerless doctor. From then on, he has been unparalleled in medicine, able to resurrect the world and help the world.

He contends with the sun and the moon, and takes his life to heaven and earth. And all this began when that sexy and beautiful model gave him an ancient book…

A legendary powerhouse of his generation, tired of the bustle of the peak, returned to the ordinary city and started a new life as an ordinary teacher. He wrote the legend in the city.

Magnificent mountains and rivers, the rising powerful ones. Some ancient martial art masters stood at the peak, becoming legendary. Some financial crocodiles rose up in the minuscule places, laughing arrogantly.

However, watching the school beauties was better than fighting and killing; educating was better than fighting for fame.

Gao Han, a rookie coach from the countryside, dreams of becoming a professional head coach. He is alone in European football. After continuous hard work, he led the team to win major championships and eventually became a super coach!

After the new film, Tang Shinian was invited to participate in a variety show, which included a game, ‘The most important person to call’

Tang Shinian entered a string of numbers, the phone lit up, the magnetic and doting voice of a man could be heard, “Miss me?”

In her previous life, she was framed, swallowed her anger and eventually died.

After her rebirth, she was escorted by a gangster, flying wildly into the sky, and opened the road to revenge.

White lotus? Oh no, don’t fear.

Later, Tang Shinian became pregnant …

Mr. Shi: retire from acting, give birth to my children.

Tang Shinian: No.

Mr. Shi: Well then, let’s have a bunch.

Tang Shinian: …

He is the heir of Di Hao Group; decisive, cold-blooded yet dotes on his wife a little too much.

“Husband, I think I want to rear a pet. What do you think we should rear?”

“Rear you.”

“Husband, I want to change bed sheets. Which material do you think is the most comfortable to sleep on?”

“You.”

“………”

Zhuang Nai Nai: Can’t he speak properly for once?

One day, somebody asked the man, “Why are you always the first one to bow your head every time you two fight?”

Si Zheng Ting: “I am 185 cm, she is 165 cm. Of course I have to bow down to speak to her.”

To put it short, this is a story about a black-belly president, his wife and their effort to conceive children after marriage.

“Ding, are you bound to black technology?”

“Ding, congratulations on the successful binding!”

“Ding, please check the system interface.”

After the rebirth, Feng Hao was inexplicably bound to the black technology system.

Feng Hao, who has lived a new life, originally just wanted to make a little money, marry a little daughter-in-law, and live a good life.

However, there was a little accident, and he became the richest man! !

When Yin Jun came out of the fog after a running exercise, he had returned to Xiangjiang in 78 years. This year, there are no variety shows that dominate the screen, no familiar special effects blockbusters, and no familiar songs.

This year, there were no good dramas in the Xiangjiang TV series, nor did Xiangjiang movies spread all over Asia, and Xiangjiang songs did not prevail in the mainland. This year, classics have not become feelings, and prosperity has not faded.

This year, the hero hasn’t been late, and his face has never been white. Youth is no longer, feelings remain. With this article, I would like to recall this era we once deeply loved. With this article, I commemorate those lush years that we once had.