Inner Demon (Finished)

Author: Qin Paper Huaqing

Maybe on a cold winter night, you hear someone singing softly from beyond a wall:

Xuanmen feather coat white cloud heart, a piano, a sword and a danqing.

Light snow red furnace yellow bud wine, night reading crape myrtle Dongting Sutra.

The aftermath is lingering, like a heavenly sound.

Then you walked away in the snow, and suddenly saw a faint light in the distance.

After a quarter of an hour, I went straight into the bamboo forest, and my eyes suddenly opened up and warmed. I saw a white crane dancing, and a red-clothed dragon girl stroking the piano and singing harmony.

You are astonished, and you rub your eyes.

When I looked closely, I only found myself standing outside my house, and the grass and trees on the street were bleak.

Everyone in the world talks about immortals, but you don't know that maybe they are around you.

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"God-like" (finished)

Author: Qin Paper Huaqing

They're all around you.

Maybe it's the meek waiter, or the enthusiastic shopkeeper.

Somewhere in the night, above the clouds, in the breeze, they looked down on all the people in the glorious city.

Or you won't ever know in your lifetime what terrible power those seemingly inconspicuous ordinary people have.

But...... One day, you will find this thick and peaceful land under your feet

There was a huge pulse of blood in between.

And one day, it will roar like thunder and return to the land of the sun.

The primeval immortal monarchs are coming to an end.

...............

"Divine Hunting Plan"

Author: Qin Paper Huaqing

After the end of the twenty-year-long World War II between demons and humans, the "people" of Earth ushered in a brief peace.

The whole world is divided between the human camp dominated by the "Republic of Asia" and the demon camp dominated by the "United States of America". Under the combined deterrence of nuclear weapons, high-ranking monks, and powerful demons, peace lasted for forty years.

But the clouds of war never lifted. In the midst of this dark cloud, there is a powerful being in the ruins of endless time, looking down on all beings with a vicious gaze. They are destroyers, creators, wanderers, fugitives.

- Once upon a time, people called him God.

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