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 Mo Qingqing's body finally stopped itching, it turned into a burning pain, she felt a little hot, and she couldn't control her shivering, alternating hot and cold. With such a cold temperature and such a cold liquor, she thought it must be her illusion to feel the heat, and her body was probably frozen. She didn't dare to soak any more, she came out of the wine barrel tremblingly, and stood naked in front of the lit gas stove to make a fire. As the alcohol evaporated, it felt colder and colder.
 Her clothes were thrown in the warehouse next to her, and she did not know how many plant seeds were on the clothes. She picked up a pair of kitchen tongs and a bucket and went to the small warehouse, put all the clothes she took off into the bucket, brought it back to the kitchen, poured cooking oil and lit it on fire.
 Her clothes ignited in the iron bucket, burning an unpleasant pungent smell.
 Mo Qingqing wanted to cook the fire, but the smell was so unpleasant that she could only cover her mouth and nose and drag the iron bucket outside to a ventilated place near the gate.
 The wind was strong outside, and the wind poured into the house from below the shutter door, and I don’t know how many plant seeds were blown in.
 Mo Qingqing threw the big iron bucket with burning clothes at the door and hurried back to the kitchen. She poured the oil from the kitchen into a large iron basin, tossed the cook's apron into the basin to soak it, and lit it to make a fire. She thought that the fire lit by a pot of oil was not warm enough, so she went to the warehouse and ran back and forth two times to pick up two barrels of oil, and then lit two pots of fire.
 She squatted by the fire and roasted for a while, and when she was a little hot, she washed the dagger in white wine with a cloth and wiped it dry, then threw the cloth into the oil basin and burned it, and went to look for it again Clothing that can keep out the cold.
 In the dining room, in addition to the kitchen aprons, kitchen hats, and rags, the only cloth she could find was the tablecloth and the pillows on the sofa chair. At this time, she really didn't dare to pick and choose. She took out a hole in the middle of the tablecloth she found, and put her head through the hole and put it on her body for several layers. She went to the warehouse to find a packing rope and tied it around her waist to make a simple dress. After that, she put a tablecloth on. When the cloak was wrapped around him, he squatted in front of the fire to bake.
 She caught a cold and her nose kept running down.
 Mo Qingqing could only wipe off her snot with a tablecloth.
 She felt a little top-heavy and touched her forehead with her hand, which was terrifyingly hot.
 Mo Qingqing collected all the tablecloths and pillows she could find, pushed the dining table at the innermost side of the hall away, put the two sofa chairs together, and then spread the tablecloth on the sofa chairs Put a layer of soft pillow on it. She ran to the warehouse and brought out a box of black tea. Looking at the eggs she found, she first washed the egg shells with black tea, and then poured the black tea into a pot and boiled a few eggs. She thought for a while, she had a bad cold now, so she drank more water, so she took out the eggs and smashed them, and boiled them into black tea water frangipani. Had to add some salt, and added some more salt to it.
 The pot is not big, and the gas stove is very hot. It cooks up quickly.
 Mo Qingqing snorted, huddled in the kitchen, holding the hot black tea water frangipani in both hands, she felt very lucky to have a bowl of hot food at this time, but also very sad. She didn't know if this was the last meal of her life.
 It would be sad if she could only drink this sweet and salty egg gooey for the last meal of her life.
 Mo Qingqing cooked a pot of meat with black tea and some quick-frozen dumplings.
 After she was full, she moved the brazier in the kitchen to the sofa chair she had assembled. She climbed onto the sofa chair, covered all the rest of the throw pillows, and covered all the tablecloths she had collected on top of the throw pillows.
 There should be cotton in the pillow to keep you warm. The tablecloth is waterproof and windproof. A dozen or 20 tablecloths are laid layer by layer above the pillow, which can somewhat keep warm and prevent cold.
 After she lay down, she suddenly remembered, if she couldn't get out of bed, would she starve or die of thirst? She got out of the "quilt" that had not yet slept warmly, took out a pot of her cooked dumplings and meat and put it on the edge of the pillow that was used as a pillow, and then took a few bottles of bottled drinks and unscrewed the lid. Covered with a virtual cover, put it aside.
 Mo Qingqing huddled in a ball on the sofa chair, her head groggy, as if she had been filled with paste. All she heard was the wind, her nose was completely blocked, and she could only breathe through her mouth.
 Mo Qingqing knew that she had a fever. She even dreamed that she was ignited in the fire. Hot and cold, very uncomfortable.
 Several times, she woke up painfully from sleep, fed herself some food and water with difficulty, and then passed out groggy and painful.
 Mo Qingqing sometimes thinks that it's not bad to sleep like this, at least it won't be uncomfortable anymore. But she also thought of the way those people who died on the road and in the corners were covered with mushrooms and various plants, and thought it was better to live. To die is terrible.
 She had a lot of terrible nightmares, dreaming of ghosts, monsters, and many, many dead people.
 She firmly remembered that she had food and water beside her. As long as she woke up, even if she struggled to raise her hand, she had to work hard to make herself eat some food and water.
 I don't know when the brazier went out.
 Every time she wakes up, she is in the dark, everywhere is dark, and all she hears is the wind.
 In a daze, she heard someone speaking. She felt that she was trying to shout for help loudly, but she didn't know if those people heard them, and they walked away again.
 She slept for a long time, she had drank all the water she had prepared, and the food she had not eaten all stinks.
 Mo Qingqing woke up and found that her fever had subsided.
 She didn't die of disease or overgrown with plants.
 Mo Qingqing felt extremely unreal. She sat up and looked outside.
 The door is full of ghost vines, and only a small part of the top of the shutter door is left, and there are countless ghost vines climbing on it. Within three meters of the gate, the walls, the ceiling, the door frame, the ground, the cashier counter, and the table are densely covered with ghost vines, and among them, there are many sawgrass and mushrooms.
 She supported her limp body and got up from the sofa chair. She looked through the dim light, went to the kitchen, and lit the gas stove. When the kitchen was lit up, she saw that there were actually a lot of small mushrooms growing in the kitchen, and some very young plant seedlings took root and grew on the tile floor of the kitchen. She seriously doubted that these were grown from the plant seeds she brought in. She estimated that malnutrition grew so slowly because only two small ventilation windows near the ceiling let in weak light in the kitchen, which made the light in the kitchen so weak that they didn't get the light they needed to grow.
 She walked to the warehouse and found that there were also some plant seedlings and small mushrooms growing in the warehouse. Avoiding plants, she dug out some well-packaged food and brought it to the kitchen to cook.
 
 After she was full, she rested for a while and felt that she had regained some strength.
 There is a ghost vine at the door blocking her vision, she can't see the situation outside clearly. She couldn't hear a single human voice, the silence was terrifying, and she didn't have to think to know it was going to be bad.
 Mo Qingqing is recovering from a serious illness. She has food and drink in this place. She thinks it over carefully and thinks it is better to take a day off to recover.
 It's so boring to be alone in such a small space, while she has time, she went to the warehouse to count the food, and packed a bag for herself. She packed a few bottles of drinks and some vacuum-packed food, wrapped it in a tablecloth and wrapped it tightly with packing string.
 Under the shelf in the kitchen where she hung her aprons, she saw a shoe rack with three pairs of rain boots. The rain boots were all men's and came in a large size, and she guessed it might be the chef's boots. For a person without shoes, the size of the rain boots is not a problem, even if the person who used to wear these shoes has athlete's foot, she can only recognize it.
 Mo Qingqing cut the tablecloth, wrapped her feet, and put on her rain boots. At this time, she saw that the place on the calf where she had dug out a lot of flesh and blood actually healed. The newly grown flesh was obviously much tenderer than the surrounding area, and there was no scar. She remembered that her legs were covered with blood and wounds from the sawgrass. Before, the pain caused her to cry when she took a bath with white wine, but now she is completely healed.
 Mo Qingqing looked at her legs repeatedly in amazement.
 Is this something she didn't expect when she was sick? After she took a bath with alcohol, her own immunity defeated the "toxin" remaining in her body, so that she had a new immunity, so the infection did not worsen? But such a big piece of flesh was gone, and it actually healed in the three or five days she was asleep. It's incredible. Under normal circumstances, the wound will not heal for ten days and a half months.
 Mo Qingqing couldn't figure it out, so she just didn't want to.
 The sky darkened quickly.
 The candles she brought before have been burnt, and the table has been burned black, and now she can only light the fire pot. Thinking of her future survival problems, she rummaged through the restaurant again, and found some lighters and tissues in the drawer of the cash register. She wanted to pry open the cash register to see if there was any money, but felt that it was not good to pry the cash register to get money, like a thief. Besides, in this situation, there is probably no place to buy things if there is money.
 The dagger is too small, and it was a gift from Wu Mengmeng's father to Wu Mengmeng, and she will return it to Wu Mengmeng in the future. She was worried that Wu Mengmen's dagger would be damaged or lost, so she tied the dagger to her calf and went to the kitchen to find another knife to use. She originally wanted to find a knife for cutting bones, but when she saw that there was a long-handled watermelon knife on the knife stand in the kitchen, she took the watermelon knife in her hand.
 Mo Qingqing didn't know what day it was, or what time it was, or by the degree of spoilage of the food, to judge that she had probably slept for three or five days. She subconsciously wanted to look at her phone, only to realize that she had lost it at some point.
 She was bored alone and could only crawl back into her sofa chair early to sleep.
 The wind picked up again, making the outside whirring, and the temperature in the room cooled down again.
 Probably because she had slept for too long, she was not sleepy, and lay in the middle of the sofa chair thinking randomly for a long time before she gradually felt sleepy.
 She woke up several times without daylight, and then she couldn't sleep, so she got up and lit the brazier again.
 The door was tightly sealed by ghosts and vines, and she no longer expected to go out through the door. She found the gabled ladder from the warehouse and moved it to the ventilation window in the kitchen. She stepped on the ladder and climbed to the window to look out. It was dark outside and couldn't see anything, only the wind blew the window.
 Mo Qingqing went to the kitchen to get herself something to eat, and then moved her muscles and bones in the restaurant, jumping for fitness and waiting for dawn.
 She found that after a few days of illness, her physical fitness has improved, and she felt relaxed and not tired at all.
 Finally, the wind stopped and it was dawn.
 Mo Qingqing climbed up the gabled ladder and looked out the ventilation window of the kitchen.
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 Say what you want three times: 
 This article has no CP! 
 This is a brainstorming essay. 
 When another space node in the primitive rainforest world overlaps with our living space node, a passage between the two worlds is opened. 
 Plants from another world spread in just a few days and the city fell. 
 Before long, herbivorous, scavenger, and large carnivores appeared.
 Content tags: fantasy space fantasy magic sci-fi power 
 Search keywords: Protagonists: Mo Qingqing, Wu Mengmeng (Wu Nan), Liu Ziche, Feng Qingran
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 This book is also known as: "Confess your disagreement, why are you anxious if I choose the empress?" 》《Back to modern times, the urban daily life of the Immortal Emperor and I》
 Three hundred years ago, Lin Li traveled through the world of immortality and became a weapon spirit. He met a beautiful woman and climbed to the top of the sky together.
 Three hundred years later, Lin Li's longevity was exhausted, and the empress broke into the void and ascended.
 "I only treat you as a friend! Don't think that just because you are good to me, I will like you. Accepting a gift does not mean accepting your confession!"
 He thought he was dead, but when he opened his eyes, the girl in front of him was very impatient. Lin Li was shocked to find that this was Jiang Xueer, the goddess he had before time travel!
 That day, he failed to express his love and was in so much pain that he passed out and passed through.
 Unexpectedly, after being reborn, only one second of three hundred years had passed.
 Facing the goddess from his previous life, he stopped licking her! Let go decisively!
 But just after walking a few steps, he saw the empress with unrivaled temperament and an all-powerful empress on the street!
 "Lin Li!"
 The Empress also saw Lin Li. She was a little helpless when she came to the new world from Broken Void, and she immediately found her backbone...
 And when she learned that Lin Li was Jiang Xueer's licking dog...
 The empress drew her sword: "If you continue to be her licking dog, I will kill you!!"
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 Having an outstanding tutor was the bare minimum of a good teaching environment.
 This was the fundamental reason behind Di Lin choosing Saint Padeus’ Magic Institution.
 But only after entering the school did he realise—
 His imagination was too perfect, while reality was too disastrous. Friends were scarce, and the tutor was difficult to deal with.
 The saying Di Lin passed down to later generations: “My glorious times… started from remaining silent.”
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 "May you find a haven of rest." 
 The undead threw a piece of good wood into the fire in front of him and stretched. 
 He was still thinking about the salary Kelsey owed him, a box of emergency sanity solution. 
 Or---- 
 A fully filtered blend of humanity.
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 Arcane energy weaves the world, and the ninja world is no exception. 
 The Book of Medivh from Azeroth contains knowledge of two worlds. 
 For mages, knowledge = power. 
 Enemy country? war? Tailed beast? Otsutsuki? 
 In front of the Master, tremble! 
 Time, for me to control; space, let me roam. 
 Parallel time and space, self rise, regret unfortunately, self end. 
 In the name of the new guardian— 
 Master, open a cross-border portal! 
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 The boutique “Pirates of Light Swordsman” has been finished, character guarantee~
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 Big Brother: The guy is so skilled in cultivation and looks good. Only I can compete with Wu Yanzu in Ninetowns today. It seems that he is a rare peerless wizard. I’m here to touch Mogu.
 Lin Fan:…
 Gangster: Huh! Impossible, so scumbag! !
 Lin Fan:…
 Big Brother: How do you practice?
 Lin Fan: Work hard! diligent! belief! Indispensable!
 [Hint: trigger ten times crit! ! ]
 [Hint: Dali Niu Moquan proficiency +10! ]
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 If Ke Xun could do it again, he would have never left his house to go out and flirt with guys, even if it would mean getting beaten to death.
 Weren’t they supposed to have just been taking shelter from the rain in a museum and looking at some erot*c paintings while they were at it? Why…did they enter the world inside a painting?!
 Mu Yiran: Every single one of us is acting out a role in the painting.
 Ke Xun’s eyes lit up: How do we get into an erot*c painting?
 Mu Yiran gave him a long, drawn-out look: Shut your eyes and lie down.
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 Lu Qingfeng travels through the world of high martial arts where everyone awakens supernatural powers, and is born with a full level of comprehension.
 On the day of awakening the supernatural power, Lu Qingfeng awakened the wood supernatural power inherited from his mother.
 In this world, everyone thinks that the wood element is weak.
 No output if you want output, no defense if you want defense, no treatment if you want treatment.
 Since ancient times, there has never been a strong wood-type supernatural being.
 When everyone was not optimistic about Lu Qingfeng.
 Lu Qingfeng deduces the true thousand-handed Buddha on the top with his understanding against the sky.
 And also deduced the practice method of immortal mode.
 On the day of the college entrance examination, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lu Qingfeng slapped his hands together.
 "True thousands of hands, transforming Buddha on top!"
 An indomitable thousand-handed Buddha rose from the ground, and thousands of huge fists instantly killed all opponents.
 The onlookers were stunned on the spot.
 Lu Qingfeng made the world redefine the wood element!
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 Mo Poor never thought that he would suddenly have supernatural abilities until he shot an arrow towards the sun. The absolute hit means that he can be the god on the pitch, the god of the basketball world, the big Luo Jinxian in the game… He can easily become a winner in life, spend his life magnificently, and wealth and power will not be difficult . Just as he was using this to change his destiny and enjoy his life, he met the inmates who claimed to be from the Blue and White Society… When he understood this organization that executes necessary evils in the dark of the world and maintains human security, he found his true identity Goal: I want to become the president of Lanbai. The contents of this book, D-class personnel nouns and inspirations are derived from works on wikidot. And released according to CCBY-SA3.0.
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 In the world of the island of all people, after passing the test, you can become the owner of the island and enjoy the supreme authority.
 Su Bai came through, activated the system, and gained the ability to write entries for everything.
 Add [Five Grains] to the farmland, the output will be 100 times, and the warehouse will be full.
 Add [Mythical Faith] to the fruit tree, promote the world tree, and support the endless sky.
 Add [Transformation] to the gem cat... Change it for me!
 Years later, in the interview, Su Bai talked freely.
 "I can have today's achievements, thanks to my own efforts."
 "Add entry!"
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 Distant green mountains, remote villages, ordinary young people, just for survival, but mortal life has turned into a road to immortality, who is true and who is false? Who can last forever with the bright moon! The world of Xianxia begins from now on.
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 After traveling through time and space, he became the legendary Saiyan Broly. He was exiled to a planet where he had nothing to do but was worried about how to leave the planet. Suddenly, he received an invitation message from a dimensional chat group. 
 [Dimension chat group invites you to join, do you want to join] 
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 This article focuses on the Dragon Ball world and travels through other small worlds. It is up to the readers to decide not to feel aggrieved or to suppress the male protagonist.
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 The young Chu Tian, the heir to the Marquis, was gifted with extraordinary talent. He was plotted against, reduced to a useless person, and suffered all the humiliation. Fortunately, he received a mysterious broken sword. From then on, he stepped on the proud man, swept all the way, and embarked on a glorious and glorious road with endless passion. . Let's see how he ascends to heaven step by step, transcends eternity, breaks his destiny, and finally becomes a peerless powerful man.
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