More than a thousand years ago, the Silk Road stretched from east to west. Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty traveled west along the Silk Road, uncovering the shocking secrets of mankind and even the entire ancient civilization, but they were buried underground with his footsteps. More than a thousand years later, a fragment of Journey to the West that was lost in a desert site accidentally came into my hands. With the fourth large-scale archaeological excavation in the northwest by the archaeological team, and even the disappearance of my grandfather, I was drawn into the whirlpool of ancient civilizations, the ancient country of Rakshasa, secret treasures,... I narrowly escaped death! It turns out that the ancient Silk Road is buried with civilizations that have disappeared in history, and what caused them to suffer a catastrophe is far more than just gold, but also much more...
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Once the gears of fate begin to turn, love and hate intertwine into an impenetrable net. Turning to Ashoka's "The One I Loved Most Was the Murderer," the male and female protagonists embark on a perilous and fraught journey to uncover the truth behind the unexpected death of the male protagonist's wife.
COVID-19, disease, hardship, misfortune, workplace struggles, love and hate, life and death… They persevered through countless difficulties, and they embraced new life amidst despair. This book celebrates the steadfastness and devotion of love, showcases the resilience and brilliance of humanity, and takes you deep into the labyrinth of human nature to explore the true meaning of love and redemption.
In this battle between love and sin, can they uncover the truth? The book features both thrilling mystery and delicate, moving emotions; it depicts a love story that transcends life and death, and also reveals the ugliness and justice of the world.
In the bustling tavern, a bard sang the legend of a dragon-slaying hero by the fire, while several adventurers gathered together to play monster cards. Mali finished the remaining capsule coffee in his thermos and said to the half-elf girl beside him, "Let's go, it's time to go," the kind waitress warned. "But there's a group of vicious snake-men bandits lurking on the road ahead. Why don't you wait a little longer? The Baron is already recruiting mercenaries." "No problem, we'll drive."
At the end of science, humanity has reshaped the mysticism of ancient times with technology. Qigong practitioners and swordsmen of this new world roam cities and ruins, perpetuating endless wars with artificial flying swords and nuclear fusion elixirs.
The hard work of life, the careful calculation of cultivation, the increase and decrease of mortgage interest and Dantian Qi.
Only the beef soup at the street corner food stall at midnight, mixed with the smell of sweat and rust from the body-building equipment, can taste the hot life of grassroots warriors - after all, the desire to reach the pinnacle of martial arts must first survive the Huabei repayment date next month.
[No system, no invincibility, no refreshing writing, moderate rhythm, those who mind should be careful. According to the suggestions of readers, the first person has been changed to the third person (the first four chapters of this book tell the history of the world and all things. If you don't like historical research and settings, you can jump directly to the first chapter: "Ashes are destroyed, new life" starts, which will not affect reading)]
When the gods are dead, who will maintain the order of the world?
According to legend, the original god Kronos cast a ring with his heart and transformed himself into a world, ending chaos with his life and opening up the world. The divine ring called "Kronos Ring" carries all the mysteries of time, fate and order. It hangs quietly at the top of the sky, rotating endlessly, waiting for fate to come again.
Thousands of years later, a young man in a border town picked up the fragments of fate between the sea of fire and dreams on the night when his home was destroyed. In a world where darkness is approaching, faith collapses, the gods are silent, and only the fire of mortals has not been extinguished.
Can he break the ring of fate and reshape a new era? When fate comes back again, is he ready to face the call from the depths of time?
If you are rich, you are Rheinmetall, if you are poor, you are Laiyang Steel Pipe. Who says our industry is not good? Huanghe was the first to object!
Rubber tycoon Li Yunlong, a seven-step second-gunner who exploded the bridge, and an expert in Kong Jie’s winter attack.
Infrastructure is ambition!
152mm large caliber, spraying tiger, leopard and rat at the top and fighting at 95 seconds at the bottom!
The loader used up his last bit of strength to pull out the shells. I, the AA man, didn’t have to go around to blow up everything!
Huang He, who owns the core technology of Minkes Shipyard, said, “My ingredients are too complicated, so don’t make random guesses.”
After a pleasant conversation, the price of Yono Yuko stocks rose by 10, and the current stock price: 110】
【The Yasuo Yuko Unit has been cleared and received funding: 110,000】
【Purchased 【 Swordsmanship (Master)】 Skills, cost money: 100,000】
Crossing Tokyo and opening the love stock market game system, Duosaki has been intoxicated in the daily routine.
Stock speculation is impossible for me to speculate! only! meeting! full! warehouse!
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Literary version: The yellow tram on the way back is lonely, the deep wind blows across the cheek, and Duosaki puts on a hood and walks alone into the deep tunnel.
“Na, Sijun. ” The girl chased out and smiled gently on her face: ” Spring is coming, it is the kind of spring that will bring happiness. “