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 Hebei, a small county that has been on the map for a long time.
 She looked at the night market covered with dust and stains through the window of the car. The vocal sounds could reach far away, and the street was full of the smell of poppy shells from the hot pot restaurant.
 The owner of the barbecue stall was shiny, and people passing around wrapped their coats through the thick smoke.
 Forced, astringent, cold and rough.
 Kitakamihiro is the illusion of this country, and the small county is the truth of this country. Women have heard people say similar things before. It's just never been too deep.
 This is probably her last chance, she sighed and said:
 "It's here, Uncle Bai, get off."
 The wind was strong at this time in the north. The woman was wrapped in a wide windbreaker, covering her body curves. She was followed by a man in his thirties, standing upright, with a sharp flat head.
 The two stepped into an old audio-visual store.
 This bleak business is rare now.
 The old-fashioned TV was a little ebb, and the young Dou Wei hissed in the green screen. Is catching up with the phrase "What you have is your body, moving beauty, what I have is my memory, a wonderful feeling.", The lyrics are so dirty.
 The martial arts novels piled up all over the place, Liang Yusheng, Gu Long. There are also Ni Kuang's. In the warm-colored glass cabinet, various records and videos at the end of the last century are listed, as well as some old photos with blurred pixels and black and white. Teddy Robin, Xu Guanjie, and Tan Yonglin looked at each other with microphones, and the words "A Space Tour in 1984" were written next to it.
 There are vintage posters on the wall, with the words "Rouge Buckle", painted on the ankle and eyebrows of Mei Yanfang, who dresses in men's clothing, as if smoke.
 "Come here?"
 The voice is clear and gentle. Not like a rough northern man
 What makes people break their glasses is that the owner of such an old-fashioned shop is a tall and thin young man who looks less than 25 years old. He was wearing a black T-shirt and pale.
 "Are you Mr. Li Yan?"
 Woman asks with a smile.
 "Ah, I am."
 In front of this woman in a trench coat, the bridge of her nose was tall and straight, her eye sockets were shallow, her facial features were beautiful, and she was full of vitality. The whole person showed a profit drop momentum.
 Li Yan glanced indifferently at the silent flat-headed man behind the woman and replied.
 "I'm a director of the Chinese Martial Arts Association. I'm from Guangdong. My name is Lei Jing. Lei Hongsheng is my grandpa."
 The woman showed her white teeth,
 "In terms of seniority, I should call you a brother."
 She took Li Yan's slap and started with gentle and powerful hands.
 Li Yan's eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of dust. Only when he heard the name "Lei Hongsheng" was a glorious reveal.
 "Oh, sit, sit, the place is small, don't be surprised."
 The woman sat generously in a chair by the side, silently looking at Li Yan. She still had a photo of her grandfather and the man earlier in her house, but it was difficult to contact the sharp young man in the photo with the owner of the video store stand up.
 "I often hear Grandpa mentioning Brother, he always says, you are the most talented person he has ever met."
 The man turned around and took out the kettle, asking while making water.
 "Father is tough?"
 The woman's eyes dropped, "His old man, he died years ago."
 Li Yan's hands were stable and the water did not spill at all. He lowered the kettle and gave the woman a deep look.
 "Can I help you?"
 The woman pursed her lips and said, "I hope Brother Li can go to Guangdong with me as a consultant to the association."
 Li Yan raised an eyebrow and said:
 "What kind of person I am, Miss Lei should have heard of it. To be self-aware, in the martial arts world, the word Li Yan is notorious. How can you think that I can help you."
 Lei Jing was silent for a while, and smiled sweetly:
 "Infamous rather than infamous, maybe those people will not respect you, but they will be afraid of you."
 Li Yanwenyan couldn't help laughing.
 "It sounds reasonable. Unfortunately, you are late."
 Man holds up the cup.
 "Miss Lei is the one who read the book, aml, do you know what that means?"
 Lei Jing froze for a moment, then a haze came over her heart. She tentatively said, "Acute myeloid leukemia."
 Li Yan took a sip of water: "I was diagnosed with this disease a month ago. Your father knows that I am unrelated and unreasonable."
 He smiled: "So, I'm afraid I can't help you."
 The woman looked down at her nails for a while before saying dryly: "The medical conditions in the South are much better than here. I also know some well-known doctors abroad. Leukemia is not terminally ill. Even if you have no siblings, it is entirely possible Paired bone marrow. "
 The woman looked up, and the whole person was awful.
 "Maybe I'm embarrassed by my brother this time, but ..."
 Lei Jing considered the words. "The association is the painstaking effort of my grandpa throughout my life. I can't just watch it become a tool used by some politicians for power or profit."
 "You talk about power ... '
 Suddenly Li Yan interrupted the woman, he drank hot water and played with the cup in his hand. She smiled at the woman, a little bit more insidious.
 "Why don't you hand over the association to you? Can you tell me, what is the difference between you and those politicians you hate?"
 Li Yan's words were very rude, and the flat-headed man frowned.
 The woman's face was calm, but she explained slowly: "The National Art Association was founded by my grandfather. I have been involved in the association's affairs since I was sixteen years old. No one knows it better than me, and no one loves it more than me."
 Li Yan shook his head, and he lowered his cup: "I just shook hands with Miss Lei. Your hands are very tender. You haven't practiced martial arts."
 The woman clenched her lips.
 "I haven't been healthy since I was young, and my family's kung fu is overbearing. So I only practiced some tonics.
 "So ah." Li Yan bowed his head and suddenly said something off-topic:
 "Does Miss Lei like to watch martial arts novels?"
 Lei Jing was asked a little bit blindly, and she tried to answer, "Jin Yong?"
 "Lao She, Soulbreaker."
 The woman obviously did not understand what Li Yan meant, but the flat-headed man on the side narrowed his eyes.
 "In short, I ’m sick, I really do n’t have much energy to help you. Thank you for your kindness. If you two want to stay for dinner, I cooked dumplings. If you do n’t want to, please go ahead. Give me the incense for my father. "
 Speaking of this, obviously there is no need to talk about it.
 After a while, Lei Jing stood up silently, but did not leave immediately, but took out a business card and placed it on the table under Li Yan's gaze.
 She said: "Too many people have talked to me about how cruel people Li Yan is. They must not think of you, Brother."
 Li Yan crooked his head and didn't speak.
 "But my grandpa has always admired you, always. Do you know how he evaluates you?"
 Lei Jing looked directly at the man, learning the tone of his grandpa.
 "People who practice martial arts, first raise three points of evil spirits in their hearts. I have seen so many epigenetics in my life. Only the mixed boy is not many and many.
 "Whether or not you agree to my request, Brother, I sincerely hope that the three-point evil in my heart will remain."
 After speaking, Lei Jing turned around and left with the middle-aged man.
 Li Yan sat idly for a while, then bent over and took up two cups of hot water. Just smiled
 "What a terrific girl."
 He picked up a paper towel and wiped his nose. He didn't care about the redness on the paper, and threw it away. The whole man lay down on the sofa.
 "Three points of anger ... hehe."
 Li Yan covered his forehead with his right hand, remembering the old man with a thick eyebrow and a bitter smile in his smile.
 "Sorry, Father ..."
 "Da"
 A pair of bright black leather shoes stepped on his own floor. Li Yan recognized that the owner of the leather shoes was the flat-headed man behind Lei Jing.
 "What else is happening?"
 Li Yan sat up, looked up, and suddenly his spine became cold, his chestnut pupils could not shrink.
 The door frame was rattled by the man's pale fingers. His beast was usually buried, and the bright red flesh on his face drooped down a little, adhering to the filamentous white fascia. The entire face was already rotten.
 Hearing Li Yan's questioning, the man slowly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes bulging outward, like a ghost.
 Li Yan sucked the cold air into the lungs a little, accompanied by the thrilling percussion on the TV screen, which was his short and powerful scolding.
 "Fuck!"
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 Body like Hong Mao, life like wild grass.
 I have seen the darkest night, so the bright and bright flame in my heart never wavered.
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 To the end of the world.
 Through a telescope, the words on the billboard could clearly be seen, even though the colors had come off quite a bit and they were upside down.
 Let Main City’s sunlight awaken you every morning.
 It was a real estate advertisement.
 From the first time Lian Chuan passed through here, the billboard had already existed in this position for who knows how long, like it was proving that sunlight awakening you every morning was just a dreamland in the middle of collapsing.
 Main City had long since not had enough space and supplies to accommodate more people.
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 Lin Ming was reborn and turned into a bamboo. 
 “So, how about advanced to the strongest?” 
 Little cute snake, little wolf, lynx, jackal…all became his pets. 
 In the valley, Lin Ming gradually became the overlord, and the little animals under him were constantly evolving and mutating just like him. 
 The strange animal flow, not the Virgin, farming text. 
 Never change, please rest assured to eat.
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 Xiao Qingrong had no mother and no father. With his own ability, he climbed to the peak of life, then encountered a system who could shuttle him across time and space. “Do you want to become a male god?”
 He turned into a 17-year old, weak chicken with two years left in prison, Xiao Qingrong coldly interrogated the system. The system, playing dead, threw a powerful pill.
 #In short, this Male God always threatens his Super Male God System#
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 Two cataclysms, a wasteland.
 Range is no longer the truth, caliber is no longer justice, on this wasteland of the weak and the strong, the supernaturalists and the genetic warriors establish a new system of force.
 But the wasteland is not over. When the third cataclysm comes, who can save the world?
 There is always someone who can illuminate the wasteland with the spark of civilization.
 And I am responsible for defining the law of firepower.
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 The ill-fated high school student Liu Yuan obtained the inheritance of the top civilization in the universe and changed his own destiny.
 He also used many powerful technologies in the inheritance to lead the Chinese nation to rise in the universe.
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 Entering the interstellar era, Su Tan wrote novels, became a celebrity, hosted and ate food, and began to dominate the interstellar entertainment circle.
 Until one day, the strongest star / anorexia anorexia / cold abstinence emperor ate his food-long! fat! It’s up!
 Emperor, “Fine, marry him back, and I will punish him personally.”
 Su Tan, “? ?”
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 Zheng Yi traveled to the world of immortal cultivation, doing nothing, and became a casual cultivator at the bottom of the world of immortal cultivation. 
 Occasionally, he traveled to the doomsday world, where the blood moon was across the sky, zombies were rampant, and evil spirits were everywhere... 
 This place is simply a paradise for magic cultivators. 
 Killing zombies, refining evil spirits, devouring ghosts, eating corpse pills, and his cultivation level rose rapidly. Not only was there no heavenly punishment, but the cultivation speed was also very fast. How can you explain this? 
 Zheng Yi could only shout that this was unscientific. 
 Then he turned back to the world of immortal cultivation, sold the right to live in the immortal city, and went to the devil's domain overnight. 
 Soul-catching Sect, Corpse-raising Sect, Heavenly Demon Sect, Soul-eating Dao... Demon Sect, here I come. 
 Zheng Yi shouted, excitedly throwing himself into the arms of many notorious demon sects. 
 Soul-catching Banner, Soul-guiding Array, Black Evil Skill, Corpse-raising Skill... Zheng Yi threw himself into the enthusiasm of studying the magic method. 
 Others who practiced magic skills were either beaten to death by the righteous way, or were punished by heaven and killed by five thunders. 
 And I act on behalf of the heaven, practice magic skills, and have infinite merits. 
 One day, Zheng Yi deployed 330,000 soul-grabbing banners, commanded millions of evil ghosts, manipulated 100,000 celestial corpses, and surrounded the holy land of the righteous path with overwhelming demonic energy. 
 Both the righteous and the demonic masters were numb. 
 They shouted together, "Why didn't you, the demon, be killed by the heaven?" 
 "This is unscientific!" 
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 [Plane Exploration] + [Management] + [Urban Strange Stories] + [Funny] + [Meat Pigeon] + [I am surrounded by beauties] 
 Tang Rijie, the famous food critic with a sharp tongue, has finished three large bowls of rice in a row. He is sweating profusely while eating, but he still speaks harshly. 
 "I admit that the dishes in your store are delicious, and the color, aroma and aroma are perfect, but I still have to say that I didn't taste any soul in these dishes! And the soul is the key to the success or failure of a dish!" 
 Ma Lu's expression remained unchanged, "It's just the soul, just wait." 
 After saying that, he walked into the back kitchen, took out two souls from the freezer, and stuffed them into the blender. 
 Ten minutes later, a plate of steaming dumplings was placed in front of Tang Rijie. 
 "Hello, sir, this is the soul you want, all wrapped up."
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 In a peaceful life, Lu Yiming suddenly possessed super powers. He originally thought that he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life, but found that the whole world had undergone earth-shaking changes! 
 Ancient legends have become reality, mysterious prophecies have been continuously verified, and various supernatural phenomena such as martial arts, magic, immortality, demons, ghosts, etc. have appeared in front of the world one after another. 
 The old order has collapsed, and mankind is about to usher in a new era... the age of myth! 
 (This book contains a small amount of Cthulhu elements.)
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 Kevin Beischel was a renowned scientist in Serein City. He was a werewolf specialist who lost his parents because of werewolves. On a fateful night, he met an annoying man who tested his patience. The relationship between him and the man gradually developing, but he didn't know that the other man was a werewolf.
 Meanwhile, the werewolf clan was planning to conquer mankind. All werewolves had red eyes, but there was a prophecy about a blue-eyed werewolf that would help them to defeat humans. But, the blue-eyed werewolf in the prophecy was just a young girl who lived in an orphanage. She was the one who was growing up with Kevin and had a place as a younger sister in Kevin's heart.
 The situation grew tenser when Kevin finally learned the truth. It was getting worse when the blue-eyed girl in the prophecy finally fell into the werewolves’ hands. Moreover, there was a secret behind a secret, there was a conspiracy behind a conspiracy. How would Kevin overcome the tribulations? Would his love help him to save the world?
 It's not an ordinary werewolf story!
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 The world travels through the wilderness, starting with a thatched hut for each person!
 
 Hu You came to the wilderness survival world, thinking that he would be as precarious as others.
 
 But unexpectedly, only he knew what was in the treasure chest and could rule out an option!
 
 While others were still worrying about living, Hu You was already fishing, drinking tea and playing games in his own manor!
 
 “Is there a treasure chest that Hu You has touched! Buy it with a lot of money!”
 
 “I have seen Hu You once with my own eyes. Now I am selling my eyeballs, is there any purchase? Don’t talk about it if it’s less than 100 million!”
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 Simply put, this is a story of an independent Skynet Terminator who traveled to another continent to develop mechanical technology and fight against indigenous cultivators. When the refining martial artist is facing the mechanical body; when the qi is released against the plasma energy cannon; when the guardian array is facing the strong magnetic shield…Who is strong and who is weak? mechanical! mechanical! This is a brand new mechanical era…
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