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 Guard time.
 The moon was dim, and the sky was snowing heavily.
 "Master, hurry up and come back to the house. It's freezing cold in this cold weather. It's not an option for you to always stand here and wait."
 The woman was about thirty years old, wearing a brown and red brocade embroidered skirt with intricate patterns, and carefully put on a gorgeous mink fur for the man standing quietly under the eaves. a little anxious and concerned.
 This snow is not Fan Xue. Even if a cultivator accidentally touches some of it, he may have the worry of cold air soaking his body.
 The man looked cold and solemn, and the frost and snow between his eyebrows seemed to be heavier than the goose feather snow outside the house.
 He stretched out his hand to straighten the thick sable fur, but his eyes remained the same. Through the two main gates that opened dozens of feet away, he stared motionlessly at the dozens of silhouettes that were densely disappearing under the moonlight.
 "Master, don't worry too much, take care of your body first," the woman's concern didn't seem to be fake, "Commander Xu Jianghe will lead people to find it in person, and he will be able to find Nian'er soon."
 "To shut up!"
 The man turned his head suddenly, the cold light in his eyes swept across the fair and pretty face of the woman, causing her to shudder violently, and involuntarily knelt directly on the ground.
 "Master, concubine... I'm really worried about Nian'er's safety, master, you..."
 Snapped!
 The woman was stunned by this sudden slap, and there was a bright red slap print on her left face, and even a trace of blood was oozing out of her normally pampered face.
 "If Nian'er really died in the Qingluan Mountains, I'll sweep you and your daughter out of my Ji family!"
 The man was like a raging lion, and even a little bloodshot appeared in his eyes, obviously he was extremely angry.
 "Nian'er has more than a dozen Ji family's military guards by his side, how could he disappear so silently in the Qingluan Mountains? Seeking the position given to the Ji family by the ancient city of Taichu, that's why I set such a trap to murder Nian'er!"
 The woman knelt on the ground, covered her face and sobbed, tears streaming down like beads with broken threads, and even soaked the complicated and gorgeous brocade sleeves.
 As the main house of Ji Hong, the head of the Ji family, she has been serving her carefully for more than ten years, and she has managed everything in the Ji family in an orderly manner, which has been praised by both inside and outside the Ji family.
 Although she is very envious of Ji Yuenian's irreplaceable position in Ji's family, she never dares to act rashly, even Ji Quexue, the daughter of Ji's family who was born to Ji Hong, is in Ji's family. Yue Nian is also a little cowardly in front of him, and there has never been a situation where the direct descendants of the patriarchs of the remaining families in the ancient city of Taichu compete with each other.
 Not long ago, Hexuan Shangzhen, who was in charge of the ancient city of Taichu, passed down the first edict after he was stationed here for more than 30 years. The nineteen ancient cities under his rule recruited disciples to participate in the examination of the Taiyu Shengzong Waizong.
 The several cultivating families entrenched in the ancient city of Taichu are extremely wealthy, and they are usually very filial to Hexuan Shangzhen. , and the position of the Ji family fell on Ji Yuenian, the eldest son of the Ji family, without any suspense.
 Whether a soul can cultivate or not depends on the heart fire, and whether the heart fire can really ignite is not only related to the blood, but also to the cultivation resources acquired the day after tomorrow. Therefore, the descendants of the cultivated family have almost never been able to ignite the heart fire. worry.
 The woman raised her head with tears in her eyes, her lips trembling slightly, but she couldn't say a word.
 Although Ji Yuenian was not heard from in the Qingluan Mountains, she knew very well that it was impossible for her to explain Ji Hong's character. If Ji Yuenian was not found, then she and Ji Que Xue... I'm afraid that Ji Hong will really be swept out of the house!
 Thinking of this, the woman even climbed and knelt down to Ji Hong's feet, and said in a trembling voice, "Master, I really didn't do it, it's really not me, Master!"
 Ji Hong squatted down and lightly supported the woman's trembling shoulders, his eyes were full of indifference: "For a whole day, there is no news of the age, and those from the Ji Family Elders Association are immortal and beside Ji's family. All the bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods of the department jumped out, and Xu Jianghe, who was just before, was already the fourth wave to look for. I only have two blood descendants in the Ji family, Nian'er and Ji Quexue, and Ji Quexue is a woman. "
 After saying this, the woman subconsciously stopped trembling. She is not stupid, and she is even very smart in some aspects. At this time, under the flow of her thoughts, she can figure out what is going on in an instant, but her complexion is even more difficult to look at.
 If the eldest son Ji Yuenian really died in the rumored Qingluan Mountains where demons were rampant, I'm afraid the huge pressure Ji Hong was facing was beyond her imagination.
 There are many collaterals in the Ji family, and these collateral forces are intertwined. Although Ji Hong is the patriarch and the second elder of the Ji Family Elders Association, even he has no way to fully control all the Ji family's collaterals. Department forces.
 "Think about it, if Nian'er disappears completely, who will fall on the position given by Hexuan Shangzhen?"
 Ji Hong gradually took away the coldness in his eyes, and his tone was much softer.
 The woman said in a trembling voice, "Ji Baiyu, who is only one year younger than her! It's the great elder, Ji Luoyan! It must be Ji Luoyan who bribed the guards around Nian'er and brought Nian'er into the Qingluan Mountains!"
 Ji Hong looked at her silently, without saying a word.
 "Master, what do you mean," the woman looked a little dazed, "let me and Que Xue admit this crime?"
 "Ji Luoyan is the Great Elder, and the power within the Ji family is second only to that of my family master," Ji Hong remained expressionless, "If I can't find Nian'er at this time, even if I attack him directly, there will be no problem. It's very beneficial, but it will let Ji Luoyan seize the handle and take the opportunity to bring Ji Baiyu to the table."
 The woman was about to cry, but she couldn't say half a complete sentence.
 "Lian'er, I have wronged you, let's go out and hide for a while."
 Ji Hong's voice came to his ears.
 The woman's body trembled slightly, but she was stunned in place.
 Over the years, no matter how well and carefully she has done, she has never received a single compliment from Ji Hong.
 And just now, he actually called himself "Lian'er".
 "Master, you..."
 "Don't worry, after Xu Jianghe returns tomorrow, I will take the opportunity to get angry and take out my anger at you and Ji Quexue, and then secretly send you two to a safe place, and then take this opportunity to support the top three, no Leave any opportunity for Ji Luoyan."
 Ji Hong stood up and turned around, but a cold light flashed in his eyes that the woman hadn't noticed.
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 While the rest walk on the destined path, he alone treaded on the treacherous one; drowning in his own darkness. Pitch-black tongues of fire flickered in his heart, dancing on his fingertips; flames potent enough to burn away the light itself. Whenever his sword undressed from scabbard, it pierced through space and time. The sharp edge flaring golden and red, turning and twisting between the fragile fringes of good and evil. Immortal sects rise and fall with a mere gesture of his hands; songs of karma never cease playing… 
 Untouched by the allure of the mortal world, he cultivates the heavenly and eternal Dao, laying abandon to time in that timeless dimension. 
 Witness how he fought, fell, and rose again. 
 The saga of a man who forged his path to immortality, spirituality, and his ultimate attainment of the Great Enlightenment. 
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 “When the four continents are overturned, I shall step into the Heavenly Realm of the Spirit Mountain and wield my weapon.” Standing atop the ten-thousand petal lotus platform, wearing a snow-white Buddhist robe, Ji Yuenian’s raven-black long hair cascaded down like a waterfall. He had a look of indifference as he gazed at the ethereal and vast Sacred Mount Meru, far away in the west. 
 Where individuals meet, regardless of Immortal or mortal, sit and recite the Yellow Court Classic. The story begins from one of the four continents.
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 Qin Fen had once been abandoned and broken until, one day, he picked up a liquid metal ball that turned his life upside down.
 This is the interplanetary era where Classical and Modern Wushu are competing. Classical Wushu enables followers to grow as powerful as dragons and elephants, whereas Modern Wushu enables followers to freeze monsters or even extinguish erupting volcanoes.
 Qin Fen steps onto the stage of both Classical and Modern Wushu while belonging to neither. With the exquisite combination of both Classical Wushu and modern technology, he will pave a way to become a legend.
 He is one of a kind, a favored son of heaven.
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 Chen Yan travels between worlds, ending up becoming an honorable prince in a medieval fantasy world. Yet this world was not quite as simple as he thought. Witches with magical powers abound, and fearsome wars between churches and kingdoms rage throughout the land.
 Roland, a prince regarded as hopeless by his own father and assigned to the worst fief, spends his time developing a poor and backward town into a strong and modern city, while fighting against his siblings for the throne and absolute control over the kingdom. Join Roland as he befriends and allies with witches and, through fighting and even farming, pushes back invaders coming from the realm of evil.
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 I opened my eyes to find myself in another world. For some odd reason, I ended up as a sword. Before my eyes laid a plain full of magic beasts, and so, I launched my body and flew in search of a partner, a wielder (females only).
 Wait. Absorbing magic stones gets me skills? Oh hell yeah! This be fun! More, more, give me more! Gimme all your magic stones! Okay, yeah no , but I am accepting anything anyone’s willing to give.
 This tale is one that follows your everyday nerd, normal as could be, save for the fact that he happened to reincarnate as a sword.
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 Crossing to One Piece world, he became Roger’s younger brother. 
 Unexpectedly, Gol-D-Roger who was in his fifties had a teenage brother. But he was so weak. 
 Fortunately, at the age of sixteen, he actually found himself with a possession soul system. 
 He had attached to the master IP man, also to the White Phoenix and to Ge Nie with his strong ability of the Hundred Step Flying Sword. 
 If you think that he can only Purchase these? Then you’re wrong! 
 Pain, Itachi, Ichigo Kurosaki, as long as there is money, any soul can be Purchased.
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 The six-year-old Shiro Weimiya has not yet started four battles and his parents are still alive. 
 very good! The next step is to stay away from the Four World Wars, refuse to be a partner of justice, rely on the grasp of the future direction, embrace huge wealth, and reach the pinnacle of life. 
 But– 
 Wipe out the evil of this world 
 Rescue the parallel world where Da Yuan is gradually disappearing 
 Smash the conspiracy of the Demon King 
 Save pan-human history 
 My path seems to be getting worse… 
 PS: Four battles → Garden of Avalon → Magic → FGO Five Wars → ? ? ?
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 The frail and sickly Wen Jiexi had always wanted one thing: a healthy body and like a dream come true, one day, she was selected by the system!
 System: The amazing me shall grant you a strong physique and divine strength! However, you have to maintain your health through monthly missions! If you fail to complete them~well, then you’ll stay as a female King Kong, forever~
 Wen Jiexi: What?! Will I no longer be able to live my life freely again?!!
 Mother with an alarmed expression: My frail daughter is actually trying to do the most sit-ups possible?!
 Father made a strange face: My delicate daughter ran on the treadmill for an hour?!
 Brother’s expression crumbled: Can anyone tell him how his cute little sister who is as precious as a delicate white flower…was actually able to use one punch to break a sandbag and smash a hole through the wall!!!
 Through a series of unexpected circumstances, she was pulled into the entertainment industry and became a female martial artist!
 Female Fan: Our darling Wen is the most awesome! She’s even more handsome than a man!
 Male Fan: The girls today are so domineering! To be able to throw away all of one’s shame, I want that feeling too!
 The frozen expression after being hugged by the princess from behind: …..
 Wen Jiexi held up a hand: No, no, no! It’s not like that!
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 Ping Mo has been transferred from the Special Forces to the Alliance University, and the whole university is in an uproar. The new instructor, Ping Mo, is said to be a top alpha, with a lean waist, long legs, a nice ass, and a great sense of humor.
 The little sweet omegas get weak at the sight of him.
 Pei Yutu disdains: What’s so good about this f*cking little white guy?
 Later, Pei Yutu discovers Ping Mo’s little secret; He is an omega, a rare Therian omega!
 Big Pei pressed the man into the toilet stall, his teeth gently crushed his glands, looked at the flushed drill sergeant, squeezed the tail behind him, and laughed, “Damn! You’re so good everywhere!”
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 He’s the Wolf King on the battlefield, one that mastered peerless martial arts and the sophisticated art of medicine. He originally wanted to just live a peaceful life, but his wife who’s a CEO thought he’s a loser and wanted a divorce. The cold war between husband and wife began.
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 At first, when he learned that he was forced to go to many different routine worlds and be reborn into all kinds of cannon fodder, he was against it.
 Because villains usually all only have a moment of satisfaction, the endings of cannon fodder are also frequently quite miserable.
 But the man who gave him the system told him that this system not only has all types of powerful functions, but he can also break the routine lives of the cannon fodder. If he achieves this satisfactorily for each world, he can even become a god.
 He’s already experienced over a thousand reincarnations, but hasn’t yet been a god. Since it sounds pretty great, why not just try it out.
 From that moment on, he began the irreversible path of tyrannically oppressing people, while conveniently tearing open those white moonlights and so-called righteous people’s hypocritical masks.
 His goal: wearing the villain’s role to walk other people’s righteous paths, leaving them no path to follow.
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 My whole life, all I wanted was power.
 I churned the world into rivers of blood and eventually gained the title, “Demon Lord of Strength”. However, all this became useless when I lost to a party of heroes.
 But what can a loser say? As I laid dying, I was forced to listen to the hero’s gibberish:
 “If you are born again, I hope that you will live a kind life!”
 But huh? When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the past.
 “What do I have to do to live a kind life?”
 This is the beginning of an ex-Demon Lord’s journey to live a kind
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 Jian Chen, the publicly recognized number one expert of the Jianghu. His skill with the sword went beyond perfection and was undefeatable in battle, After a battle with the exceptional expert Dugu Qiubai who had gone missing over a hundred years ago, Jian Chen succumbed to his injuries and died. 
 After death, Jian Chen’s spirit was transmigrated into a completely foreign world. Following an extremely fast growth, his enemies piled up one after another before becoming gravely injured once more. 
 On the gates of death, his spirit had mutated, and from that moment henceforth, he would tread on a completely different path of the art of the sword to become the sword god of his generation.
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 When attacking the opponent, he stole a little attribute of the opponent by the way, making him painful….
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