Fifteen years ago, a fire caused Lu Chengfeng to lose everything. Fifteen years later, he came back. When someone asked him, what have you been doing in the past fifteen years? Lu Chengfeng: I was sharpening my knife.
Yakusha means actor in Japanese.
And koyaku, as the name suggests, means ‘child actor’.
Kita Sumimi, who was a successful person in her previous life, was reborn in Japan and became an unknown koyaku.
On the one hand, she had to face the pressure from her unreliable family.
On the other hand, she had to save the money she needed for her future growth at this age.
Kita Sumimi could only start as an ordinary child actor——
Wang Hao, the illegitimate son of the small Wang family and a five-spiritual-root cultivator who is hated by everyone, was destined to a miserable life from birth, but everything changed with the arrival of another soul. See how Wang Hao applies modern knowledge to cultivate immortality!
[Mortal Flow + No System + No Harem + No Time Travel] Ye Zhou, a village kid, awakens his spiritual roots with the help of an ancestral gourd that can change the age of medicinal materials, and embarks on a long journey of cultivating immortals. Everyone is deceitful, and there are dangers everywhere. Love is thinner than paper, and his firm will and smart mind are his only reliance. Tens of millions of years later, he ascends to the immortal road, crosses the thunder tribulation, and finally achieves the great cause of immortality! This book is a slow-paced traditional immortal cultivation. Those who like fast-paced protagonists who start invincible should not enter.
Step on the pride of heaven, suppress all the ways! Aspire to the pinnacle of the way, only I am the Sword Master! My sword is ordinary, but you will definitely die!
The young man Gu Han was framed and bore the infamy of murdering his father. On the verge of death, he awakened the mysterious sword heritage. One man and one sword, avenge my father and kill my enemies. I use my mortal body to cultivate the sword body of the way, condense the indestructible sword soul, and forge the invincible sword heart. Fight in all the heavens and worlds, and defeat the supreme pride of heaven. A sword rises, the nine underworlds collapse. A sword falls, the reincarnation of the road is destroyed. Aspire to the pinnacle of the way, I am the Sword Master!
[A Song of Ice and Fire Fanfiction]
The dragon has three heads.
And it is true.
So said Viserys Targaryen.
My father is a black dragon, and my mother is a great demon from the Yousu fox clan.
The black dragon bloodline gives me a strong physique and the ability to control water, and the Yousu fox bloodline gives me a handsome appearance and unrivaled charm.
I have the best bloodline!
………………
I always thought so until my mother's family blew up the gate of my mansion and prepared to take me back to the Yousu tribe.
"Run, kid! If you fall into their hands, you will die!"
My mother struggled to hold the gate of the mansion and shouted at the top of her lungs.
Su Yan: "?"
After crossing over, Feilin didn't have a very good life, but fortunately he had magic that was good at deceiving people.
In order not to be bullied, Feilin decided to find a great witch as a backer.
Feilin used magic to create a substitute for the great witch.
The good news is that he successfully made the world believe in the existence of the great witch, and the substitute disguise was a great success.
The bad news is that people began to think that "Feilin" was the substitute of the great witch.
Good news: I have traveled through time and have a panel on my body.
Bad news: I was cursed by the world and my body began to grow uncontrollably
Good news: As my body grows, my muscle density and my own strength are also increasing.
Bad news: As my body grows bigger and bigger, what should I do?
...
In order to get rid of this strange curse, he had to desperately collect various secrets in an attempt to shrink his body.
But even so, it still had little effect.
Three years later, Li Dao looked at his tough body, speechless for a while, and simply began to give up on himself.
What is the curse of heaven and earth?
He just asked:
Who in this world can take my punch?
Autumn of 1840.
The world is like a whale floating up, igniting a fire in the eyes of the boy.
A letter from more than ten miles away, a traveler from a foreign land, and several wonderful and fantastic stories.
Ritualists, strange objects, alien species, invisible techniques;
Cursed secret texts, pointy-eared cats and dragons, little people under the floor, castles walking in dreams;
Science and mystery, fantasy and reality.
The boy tapped his cane, staggered with the times, and his black hair flew and melted in the laughter behind him:
"Those who are against us are bad guys!"
The monsters said.
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This book is also known as: "The end of mysticism is probably afternoon tea", "My sect members are not quite right"
Keywords: Victorian fantasy, mysticism, esotericism, cat people's daily life