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 Miao Yi looked at the depths of the fog and looked at it again. She was surprised: "Someone plays the piano inside!"
 "Playing the piano?" Yan Beihong is speechless. Seeing that Miao Yi is not lying, the little finger hurriedly rubbed his ears and calmly concentrated on listening.
 Why didn’t you listen to a fart and didn’t even hear a fart, let alone a piano sound, and couldn’t help but confess: “Brother, think more?”
 Miao Yi confirmed that she had not misunderstood, and she said with excitement in front of her: "Someone plays the piano inside, which means that the front is also a safe area. We will look at it again. There are fewer people in front, and it is more likely to find fairy grass. ""
 Looking back, I found that Yan Beihong’s face gradually sank and didn’t know what he was wrong.
 I don’t know that Yanbei Hong has not heard any sounds. He is a person with a lot of grievances. This kind of person often has no sand in his eyes.
 I don’t want to pull him to be a bodyguard. It’s good to say it, but Miao’s ‘excuses’ let Yan Beihong feel that Miao Yi’s heart is not correct.
 Before Miao Yi had used the knife to kill people, Yan Beihong had already taught it. Now she is pregnant with fairy grass. If this kid has mourned, it will make trouble in his gutter.
 Therefore, Yanbei Hong is not easy to establish a trace of trust in Miao Yi. There is no such thing as a moment. On the spot, he untied the parcel that he had grabbed and took a little food. Most of the food was thrown at the foot of Miao Yi with the parcel.
 "Since the younger brother does not listen to advice, what I can do is this, we will have a period!"
 Yan Beihong threw a sentence and strode away without going back.
 This move made Miao Yi a bit inexplicable. How do you turn your face when you turn your face?
 After seeing Yan Beihong's figure disappear completely in the fog, he still didn't understand what was going on. He could only think that Yanbeihong didn't want to take risks with him.
 After half a month has passed, I have not found a fairy grass. Is it to catch up with Yanbeihong, or continue to search? With Yan Beihong’s skill, it’s safer to go back with him as a companion...
 Miao Yi stood alone on the hill and hesitated for a long time. When she thought of the future of her younger siblings, she looked back at the place where Qinsheng came. She whispered to herself: "Where do people dare to go where they dare to go?"
 Yang Tian took a deep breath, cleaned up his mood, strengthened his will, picked up the shoulders of the parcels on the ground, and marched toward the mountain in the direction of the music.
 As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, the sound of the piano came from a far crying, but it quickly returned to normal.
 After Miao Yi walked for a while, she found that the terrain here seemed to be extremely flat.
 He walked in the direction of the music, but after a long way, the music seemed to be always in front of you. You seem to be inaccessible forever, so he had to wonder if he had got it wrong. It was not a piano sound. .
 Miao Yi could not help but hesitate.
 Not far from him, above the towering peaks surrounded by fog, Pingtai, a stone table, a giant guqin with more than a foot.
 On the ancient piano body, the reliefs include the sun, the moon and the stars.
 The three faucets came out of the Bohai Sea and looked back at the sun, the moon and the stars.
 The dragon body of the three dragons is a string of three colors, exquisite.
 Close to the four dragons that can see the dragon scales and curls on the strings, plus the fascinating faucet, and accidentally mistakenly think that the strings are shrinking.
 It can be seen that there should be eight such dragon strings on the Guqin. Somehow, such a cleverly crafted Guqin actually destroyed five strings, leaving only three.
 A tall man stands next to the stone table guqin, a plain white Confucian robes, and a plain blue cloak that looks like a whitish whitish whitish dress. The clothes look very ordinary. If it is not a haircut, it is easy to let People misunderstood into a cold-skinned scholar.
 The long, clean hair is draped over the back, and the heavens are full and clean.
 It is a pity that the black hair of the head is full of hair, and the beauty is not the beauty of the frost.
 Two white hairs were gray, and each of them fell on both sides of the chest, and each of them was divided into white hair and closed behind the head. A small bow was placed on the back of the head, restraining the black hair on the back and not being scattered.
 Although the face of this ‘study’ is a mature appearance of a middle-aged man, it is handsome enough to be almost indescribable.
 The nose is good, the eyebrows are soft and soft, and the eyes are like Danfeng, and if they are cold stars, the cheeks are resolutely revealing the tenderness of the river, and the soft and soft kiss of the lip line can be drunk.
 The whole person can't tell what it feels. At first glance, righteousness and demonism coexist, noble and ordinary are in the same place, domineering and gentle symbiosis, chivalrous and tenderness are not lacking, and there will be an inexplicable momentum in the world.
 There is a kind of word called style, but his style is different from that of a woman.
 There is also a word that describes a woman can also be used on his body, that is, the wind is perfect!
 This is a man of genius, it is hard to find in the world!
 The misty mountain, the 'study' stood straight beside the stone table guqin, witnessing the distance, one hand back, one hand and five fingers cloud light and light, gently plucking three strings, the sound of the piano that Miao Yi heard was From his hand.
 Within a radius of twenty miles from the center of the mountain is a basin ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The sound of his voice is like a bat sound wave, and no one can escape his ears.
 He could not confirm whether Miao Yi was attracted by the sound of the piano, or he might have misunderstood the situation, but he noticed the hesitation of Miao Yi.
 Easy to pluck the strings of the five fingers, the back of the back of the hand to the chest, gently pull the cloak of the ribbon knot, untie.
 The cloak was not divided automatically, floated, drifted away from his shoulders, drifted away, and drifted into the fog.
 Miao Yi, who hesitated, found that the piano sound seemed to be moving and changed to the other direction.
 How is this going? Miao Yi scratched her head and looked around in a sly look. Finally, she ran her head to the place where Qinyin came again.
 The squatting eyes of the ‘Schoolson’ on the top of the mountain flashed a bit, and slowly looked at the direction of Miao Yi.
 He confirmed that Miao Yi was indeed disturbed by the sound of the piano. He was not shocked on the surface, but his mood seemed to be affected. The speed of the five fingers was a little faster, and the sound of the piano became a bit of a sudden.
 The tone changed direction several times. It seems that someone is running with the piano. Miao Yi is seduce and speeds up. I want to see who is actually playing the piano here.
 He may not have noticed himself that he has been rid of a ‘zeep’ line.
 In addition to the 'Zhi' line, one is only holding a 'sickle' body that is huge and terrible, and has stabbed limbs, like wearing armor, whiskers, some mating, The **** body of the hunter was bitten by a sharp, cheeky mouthpart.
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 A striking man of mysterious origin and peerless talent, he looks back at the world, in all its entirety, with utter disdain. And yet, in the treacherous and unpredictable ultimate formation of the Boundless Secular World, he guards a breathtaking ancient qin with broken strings, waiting silently for the destined one to arrive!
 A boy encounters him, and knows for the first time that the world beneath the Heavens is a fickle place. Not even demons, devils, ghosts and monsters can match the frivolity of human nature!
 A slender physique, and jade-like beauty, but the sword that strikes between heaven and earth is not unlike a streaming rainbow!
 The vastness of the starry sky, the seven emotions and six desires! Greed, anger and ignorance! The teachings of Buddha will grant you boundless strength!
 A sea of blood will come, at the cost of all mortal beings full of honest hope!
 The ghosts wail as the gods roar, but the sea of blood has no end!
 Where, pray tell, is the path I should take?
 Since there is no path, no matter how bitter and bloody the sea, even if my boat is made out of bones, I will soar to the heavens above!
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 A long time ago, the decayed main god space collapsed and disintegrated, and the wreckage was scattered in parallel universes, giving birth to a new space… 
 Countless ‘story worlds’ under control have also fallen into the void, regained freedom, runaway out of control, elevated to reality, and turned into reality. 
 At the same time, these “worlds” are polluted and corroded by the void, giving birth to greater fear and filth… 
 … 
 The space of birth feeds on the world. 
 They compete with each other, their tentacles penetrate through dimensions, invade different time and space, search for the legacy of the main god, drive the apostles to be minions, greedily tearing, seizing, devouring, and reclaiming one world after another, so that they can return to greatness. 
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 The innocent eating melon and white waves with the legacy of the Lord God accidentally got involved in the parallel universe “Paradise of Fire” during a cross-border call. 
 After forcibly binding the demi-human blood, he became an excellent tool man who can repeatedly die, starting the legendary ‘dimension invasion career’.
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 This is a story after he became Shen Gongbao’s apprentice in the world of Fengshen.
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 On that day, the fog blocked everything. 
 On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship. 
 On that day, he stepped through the thick fog and confronted a completely subverted and fragmented world— the old order had vanished, strange phenomena dominated the endless seas beyond civilized society, and isolated island city-states and fleets of ships challenged the sea that had become the last ember of lights for the civilized world. All of this while the shadows of the old days were still stirring in the deep sea, waiting to devour this world that was about to die. 
 But for the new captain of the ghost ship Vanished, there was only one question he had to consider first — Who knows how to drive this ship?!
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 Chen Luo’s transmigration story starts at a mourning hall.
 This is a world where reading can help you obtain enormous powers.
 Reading Confucian classics trains you to the path of righteousness
 Studying Taoist doctrines will help you grasp the source of everything and the ultimate principle underlying reality.
 Understanding Buddhist Scriptures will make you comprehend the essence of rebirth and karma.
 But contrary to what is expected, why does Chen Luo’s cheat only give him books for leisure reading!
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 What? 《Strange Tales from A Chinese Studio》is now being treated as the bible of the Monster Country?
 What? 《The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils》opened the world of martial arts?
 What? 《The Plum in the Golden Vase》….
 Don’t panic, don’t panic, these are all small details!
 This scholar, have you ever heard of the book 《Tales of the Three Kingdom》 where gallant generals and cunning strategists are a dime a dozen?
 That Taoist priest over there, ever read 《Investiture of the Gods》? You people from the Taoist sect are outdated!
 Hey, please halt high priest, I have a copy of 《Journey to the West》 here, are you interested?
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 He has won some games, lost some games, but it always entertained him and made him happy. However, one day when DOTA is linked to his life, Zhao Dingguo couldn’t be calm anymore. Because in his PC, there was an unexpected DOTA battle platform! 
 If he lost a game on the platform, he could be obliterated! 
 However, when Zhao Dingguo was careful and triumphant, he found that the magical rewards he received were actually brought to reality. Whether it’s skills, equipment or bloodline, as long as he has survived a brutal Death Match, everything is possible! After many difficult battles, Zhao Dingguo finally could walk calmly on the narrow path between victory and obliteration. His unchanging pursuit is the victory!
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 She was the godly thief of the 24th century, yet she was reincarnated as a good-for-nothing idiot with no parents. Not only that, she had to bend her will according to her relatives’ mood. Idiot? Trash? Very well, sooner or later, she will show these group of silly earthlings what it means to be too late for regrets!
 Battle-qi? Magic? Her talent on both magic and martial arts will mortify every genius in existence. The position of the clan chief? The mythological Vermilion Bird? Want them? So sorry~ She already took them!
 But who will tell her, that the cute boy who gets carsick easily was really the mythological Vermilion Bird? Then, what about the elder that’s residing in her body, just which deity does that mysterious soul belong to? Furthermore……
 Why was it that other people’s companion were those kind of domineering, and incomparably mighty type. Why was it the ones around her were either an evil merchant or a sly fox, a useless nerd or a playboy, the worst is this sick pretty boy! What happened to ruling the world, and standing above all else? Please don’t f*ck with me!
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 On the Forsaken Continent, there exist humans, dwarves, elves, demonic beasts, and devils. It is a continent where martial arts and magic rule. This is where our story begins. We shall witness the coming of three brothers and their march towards the pinnacle.
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 The fisherman Nie Yun accidentally merged the advanced civilized mechanical insects, and opened the road of gorgeous transformation from a small fishing boat to a super mothership! 
 Nie Yun: “All you can see is the fishing ground! Let’s start conquering the sea of stars!”
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 Invincible fists, unrivaled hammers!
 Junior Leopard, who traveled through time and space, takes what he earns and does only what he needs to do, never undertaking too much responsibility nor being so chivalrous as to do every good deed. His so-called ambitions from his past life to change the world were cast aside.
 However, when a forbidden bloodline awakens in his body and his eternal eyes begin to shine once again, he discovers that his iron fists give him the power to force others to follow the truth and to reforge justice!
 This is a cultivation legend about a modern man that was thrust into an amazing martial arts world.
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 The mainland of China is a continent respected by martial arts. In this continent, strength represents everything. Strength is fairness, strength is justice, strength is axiom, and strength is heaven.
 However, if you want to have strong strength in the mainland of China, you must have spiritual veins. Without spiritual veins, you can’t cultivate. At the same time, the level of spiritual veins determines your talent, potential and development prospects.
 Spirit channels can also produce pulse souls. The strength and type of the pulse souls determine a person’s direction.
 Liu Yiheng was speaking out in such a remote town on the mainland, to see how he walked out of a natural death, suffering, and suffering, to find his way to the pinnacle.
 Genius, in Liu Yiheng’s eyes, was just a joke, it was just a stepping stone to his glory, the evildoer, in Liu Yiheng’s eyes, was only a short-lived opponent, because his opponent had only one opponent, and that was himself.
 Divine beasts don’t need to be arrogant, they are just mounts, seniors don’t need to be proud, they can only tremble and wait to be surpassed.
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 A generation of soldiers hated to leave the army and disappeared for a few years. The strong against the sky returned to the city and set off a bloody storm again! 
 Simple and rude is my art of doing things, and just doing it is my attitude to life! 
 See how the top mad young man spreads across the city and writes his legendary king! 
 Still very cool and passionate!
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 A young man sat on a chair and looked out at the ocean. With one wisp of Spirit Qi, he could point anywhere on this vast and expansive world, pointing at any place that didn’t look right. 
 Someone once became the last one to wield a knife that could decapitate huge dragons and bathed in dragons’ blood. Someone once loved treating others to chicken soup, so he kept nine phoenixes in his backyard. 
 Someone once sat lazily on the top of mountains as his words flooded river banks, and his qi could hold a million soldiers back. Someone once moved mountains and shifted hills with just one brush, his paintings so captivating it could enchant immortals and deities. 
 That year, the warmth of spring made the flowers bloom. They were merely an ordinary butcher, a bookworm, a chicken farmer and a poor artist. This is the story of how a Low Level Martial World Continent was transformed into the Ultimate Fantasy Universe.
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