The rescue was corrupted, and Chen Hao yelled up to the sky: If I take pleasure in helping others, let thunder strike him to death.

Dingdong: Help the ghost to start the system.

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People have troubles, ghosts have obsessions, troubles are solvable, and obsessions are hard to eliminate.

Walk the world, balance yin and yang, circulate the laws of heaven, and retribute unhappy.

A certain Xiao wang* embraced her who was in men’s clothing, rolled over onto the ground, not neglecting to kiss her with burning kisses.

She who was going to war on behalf of her brother yelled out, “Wangye*, I am a man! A man! Do you see clearly?”

Wangye acted as if nothing happened, accurately captured two fragrant, soft and sweet lips, one kiss after another: “This wang am recently sexually inclined towards males!” A certain female’s tiny waist was being crushed as she tearfully pled, “Wangye, please spread the rain and dew!”

A certain Xiao wang: “There are many potential lovers to choose from, but this wang only wants one.”

She, Linghu Shui Yue, a military doctor from the modern era, has reincarnated into a stupid sixteen year old girl?

She stupid? Then she’ll stupidly hit Qi* wang! Fortune favors fools! How about changing a husband to play with? What is Qi wang? She heard that You* wang was the world’s most beautiful man! Sleep, of course one must sleep the world’s number one beautiful man! Marry, of course she must marry the man all the women in the world want to marry!

But, isn’t this man too black-bellied? There was no need for her to even think about it for the man voluntarily presented himself at her door and used all sorts of wiles and methods to marry her as consort! There’s a conspiracy! Then come! And see how she sees through the subterfuge and completely demolishes it.

When the stars all over the sky open a door on the ground, the disorder of the solar terms becomes pollution, which is a disaster for the world.

Season division came into being.

At the flick of the fingers of the Lixia Commander, thunder and punishment fell from the sky!

Tomb-sweeping Day ordered the master to kneel in front of the grave, and my ancestors saved me!

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Myths are dreams shared by everyone in the world, and dreams are private myths.

When the "dreamless boy" dreamed of the "dream-eating girl".

"I will expel all your nightmares for you."

Close your eyes.

The hands of an imaginary clock, about to turn.

Traveling back to the Northern Song Dynasty, he became Wu Song, and from then on he unfolded a magnificent fairy tale landscape.

One hundred and eight demons reincarnated and caused chaos;

The spirit of the true dragon is torn apart, and the Song and Yuan Dynasties are fighting;

The Xianmen and the Hiddenmen appeared one after another to control the court;

Confucianism, Taoism, Law, and Buddhism are all yin and yang, and a hundred schools of thought contend:

Taoist priests who guard the dragon veins, demons who escape from control, monks who guard the destiny of the country, warlocks who kill invisible people, low-level sects, secret successors who control machine beasts, Meng Yuan warships sailing into the sea...

A different world of immortals and heroes...

Natural disaster-like ancient dragons appeared frequently, the delicious Barbarus was brutally killed, and the velociraptors became laboratory rats. Where did the flying dragons streaking across the sky like comets come from? How should the Alpine Hotel deal with these wonderful monsters?

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In 1800, a dilapidated castle was built into a brand new hotel on a high mountain in the New World. What a wonderful story would happen?

Interstellar pirates raid, alliances crumble, and a dark matter called black gold suddenly appears. Its highly radioactive and destructive power threatens all of humanity. Simultaneously, alien species frequently create crises, and large-scale mutations occur in humans, with black gold becoming the first suspect. Evolution or purification? Humanity faces its greatest existential crisis and dilemma since entering the interstellar age...

Who knocked over the glass cup and poured it over and whose sleepless night was soaked? Who made the bow and piano messing around and disturbed Wulanyue on the river? Some are galloping in the huge mountains, some are crisscrossing between the north and south of the Traledi Mountains, and some are wandering on the edge of life and death to torture themselves about the mystery of time and space. This story is put into paper and pen, but it is just a matter of giving time to the sky, hoping that the years will be different.

This is a story about a swordsman who was riding a taxi with a sword. After picking up a dead old man, he was stuffed into a room full of strange creatures for him to take care of. Although there were powerful tree monsters, spiritual beasts that could swallow caves, and mechanical men at the spiritual level among these strange creatures, they could not move without the care of the monks.