The system of rebirth

The system of rebirth

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Mixed in the online literature circle for many years, omnivorous reader. Writing novices, novices on the road, please bear with me.

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Twin swords slash the destiny of heaven

Twin swords slash the destiny of heaven

That night, Tianzun held the Heavenly Mandate Sword in his hand to cut through the night sky, collecting a piece of Chenshi, and created a star sword for her that was only under the Heavenly Mandate Sword...... It was a sworn sword of the stars, he knew.

One day, the Star Sword will destroy the Heavenly Mandate Sword, and he knows it. As a result, his last fate was to die, and he knew it.

However, in his heart, neither his own life nor the world ...... And she is precious! In fact, the above was known and very sure of his decision the moment she came into the world!

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After I was reborn, I became the enemy's cat

After I was reborn, I became the enemy's cat

[After the rebirth of the unjustly killed little god stick, it is not wrong to investigate the case and chase the husband] In his previous life, he was beheaded by all the doors, and once he was reborn, he became the enemy's cat?

One protects her life, the other shapes her body, overturns the unjust case, captures the heart, the big guy turns his hands into clouds and covers his hands for rain, and the little god stick Xingyan begs for training: Shen Ci: My lord, you know the life, death, bitterness and happiness of all living beings with just one finger?

Liu Mingxiu: I only know the skin. Shen Ci: What if you want to know the fate of the six realms of beings for millions of lifetimes?

Liu Mingxiu hooked the corners of his lips, smiled maliciously, and pressed his forehead against the center of her eyebrows: knowing fate is like this.

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A bounty of life and death

A bounty of life and death

The last thing I saw before dying was the strange vine. The vision gradually blurred, and the consciousness became more and more chaotic, but the sliding of the vines up my body, the touch of the spikes through the skin, became more and more obvious, and gradually ...... Wrap me up ......

"If you want to live, you have to pay a price. Congratulations on becoming the new hunter. &rdqu...... o; (No, the Virgin × main and IQ are all online× slow heat infinite flow) [The heroine is a shovel officer who concentrates on her career] [Expand] [Collapse]

That lonely city has a memory

That lonely city has a memory

In an accidental car accident, the daughter of a wealthy family lost her memory and fell into Pingyang, and she ran into walls everywhere and fought wits and courage to dominate the scene.

In an accidental car accident, the rich family was bizarrely paralyzed and lost his beloved several times, and finally became a family member after a hundred turns.

The wind and clouds are surging and ask the sky, and the love is deep and shallow, and there is no regret in the end. can't ferry empty sorrow, several springs and autumns, several degrees of love, the causes and consequences are all calculated......

She and Xia Feng are very sweet

She and Xia Feng are very sweet

There is still one month before the college entrance examination, and in this intense learning stage, a girl suddenly transferred to Chen Yuzhi's school, why did the girl change schools at this time? All the secrets are waiting for Chen Yuzhi to be discovered.

Touching the evening breeze

, listening to the twilight rain

, the sound of the rain is written

haphazardly on the paper, and it becomes a poem

of youth, in the

poem, the morning and the twilight

are alternate

, and the people

are forgotten

Some people don't care what time of day...... I will never forget the passage of time in this life. There is more or less a summer in everyone's heart that cannot be forgotten. 【Expand】【Collapse】

The complete collection of poems on Mo Shanghua

The complete collection of poems on Mo Shanghua

I've never written a sad word, nor have I ever made up a poignant story

Until one day, I found that loneliness can be drunk in my throat, and loneliness can be pumped into my

lungs Maybe the words will be written, the stories will be made up...

But our youth is getting shorter and shorter, and our friends are getting fewer and fewer

We are all like a blind man, without direction, and at ease with what happens; We are like idlers, walking around and never looking back, because we have no way back

Some truths seem to be understood, but they are not known; Some people seem to understand, but in fact it is difficult to understand

I don't know since when I got used to living alone. Miserable alone, who can understand my story!

That being the case, that's it! Fortunately, the story is not over, and life can go on.

So, let's meet again in the memories and get together in the stories.