Hello, everyone, today the editor will introduce 3 novels. This book is worth recommending! Liu Bei has five tiger generals? I cut off my beard directly! Liu Bei has a Crouching Dragon Phoenix Chick? My think tank makes the Crouching Dragon Phoenix Brood sweat! What the! No system? This, this, this... Young Mo Yang, the bloodline of the Taikoo God Race was sealed, and his body was made by others, and he became an abandoned son of the sect. When all thoughts are in ashes, open the Star Emperor War Tower, awaken the bloodline of the primeval god race, cultivate the Star Emperor Ancient Sutra, undertake the inheritance of the Heavenly Dao, and embark on a road of revenge against the sky. If I become a demon, who will dare to become a Buddha! Years after the discharge of nuclear sewage into the sea, I am reborn to dominate the last days! If kindness and kindness cannot save the world. So this time, I chose to kill. ------------------- I am born again from death, like sin under the scorching sun.
Book 1:
Brief introduction:
Liu Bei has five tiger generals? I cut off my beard directly! Liu Bei has a Crouching Dragon Phoenix Chick? My think tank makes the Crouching Dragon Phoenix Brood sweat! What the! No system? This, this, this...
Pit entry guide:
"Sable Cicada, Zhen Mi, Cai Wenji!"
"Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Zilong!"
"Zhou Yu, Guo Jia, Zhuge Liang!"
"Where are you?"
"System! System! What about the crosser's system? ”
"Why for three years, I have nothing!"
The brocade child muttered to himself for a while, and sighed to the sky for a while.
"Young Master, what's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable? ”
The maid looked at the little young master anxiously, very flustered.
If the little young master in front of her is sick, she will inevitably be punished!
"It's okay, it's okay! Look scares you! ”
The corners of the little young master's mouth were slightly upturned, and his voice was still milky.
The maid looked at the smiling young master, slightly relieved, and kept patting her chest.
The little young master's gaze was fixed somewhere.
"Young Master?"
The maid saw that the little young master's gaze was dull, and she became nervous again.
"Ahem, it's okay!"
"You don't understand! Go down, I'll be on my own. ”
The little young master's face turned slightly red, and he quickly waved his hand to let the maid leave.
"Sin sin!"
Secretly repenting in his heart, he turned his face towards the sky.
The little young master is our protagonist, Liu Zhang.
That's right, in the future, the Great Han Yizhou Mu Liu Zhang Liu Jiyu.
It's just that the soul is no longer Liu Zhang of the late Han Dynasty, but a traverser of the twenty-first century!
Liu Zhangben was a great young man in the 21st century, a high-achieving student in the history department, and he was very keen to study the history of the Han Dynasty.
Just because his family was too poor and there was no way out, he joined the fitness industry by chance and worked as a fitness coach for eight years.
The heavens seemed to have played a joke with him, and once he was accidentally smashed to death after pulling iron at night.
It's so dense! This is Liu Zhang's voice before he died.
Unexpectedly, fate played another joke on him!
Let him be reborn in the late Han Dynasty, and become the most densely rich prince Liu Zhang in the late Han Dynasty!
Familiar with the history of the late Han Dynasty, he knows Liu Zhang's life very well.
Inexplicably did Yizhou Mu and was played by the Yizhou family.
I wanted to spend my life safely, but I didn't expect to be stolen by Liu Bei Yizhou.
He was forcibly arranged by Liu Bei to live in Jingzhou, and because of Guan Yu's carelessness, Jingzhou surrendered to Sun Wu.
It's so dense! Throughout history, there are only a handful of such a nest!
The death of the nest in the previous life is actually still alive in this life!
No!
I can't sit still!
History must not be repeated!
I will take my destiny into my own hands!
Wake up to the power of the world, drunken beauty knees.
Rights, beauty, I want them all!
As a crosser, how can I sit still!
The more ambitious the goal, the higher the requirements for yourself.
Liu Zhang's positioning of himself is an ordinary person to the extreme.
To unify the troubled world with existing capabilities is simply delusional!
But he is full of faith, because everyone who crosses will carry a golden finger!
The system also made Liu Zhang's eyes look forward.
Every day, I fantasize about the glorious scene of dominating the world and traversing the battlefield.
The ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny.
Slowly Liu Zhang understood that everything was in a dream!
For three years, Liu Zhang has not waited for anything, he has already accepted his fate.
He does not have the golden finger of the crosser, everything can only be on his own!
Fortunately, he is very familiar with the direction of history, fortunately, everything is still in time!
Book 2:
Brief introduction:
Young Mo Yang, the bloodline of the Taikoo God Race was sealed, and his body was made by others, and he became an abandoned son of the sect. When all thoughts are in ashes, open the Star Emperor War Tower, awaken the bloodline of the primeval god race, cultivate the Star Emperor Ancient Sutra, undertake the inheritance of the Heavenly Dao, and embark on a road of revenge against the sky. If I become a demon, who will dare to become a Buddha!
Pit entry guide:
"Mo Yang, the fourth elder is dead, you still have the face to kneel here? You should die to apologize! ”
"The four elders fell because of you, causing my Spirit Void Sect to suffer great losses, and it is not a pity for you to die!"
"After so many years of cultivation, you can't even step into the Condensing Qi Realm, Mo Yang, you are a waste, the Spirit Void Sect does not raise waste, get out of the Spirit Void Sect!"
"The four elders have fallen, there is no one to protect you, the sect master has ordered that from tomorrow, the wood peak will be merged into the main peak, and there will be no place for you in the Spirit Void Sect in the future!"
……
On the back mountain of the Spirit Void Sect, in front of a crowned tomb, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy knelt there with a dull expression.
In the face of all kinds of shouts and angry scolding from more than ten sect disciples, some people even pointed their fingers at his forehead...
But he didn't hear about it...
The expression is wooden, and the eyes are empty, like a walking dead.
He is Mo Yang!
Now Mu Feng's only remaining disciple.
Mu Feng was originally one of the five peaks of the Spirit Void Sect, but it had completely declined over the years.
Because the four elders often went out to seek various medicinal materials for him, and did not care about Mu Feng's many matters, the sect was extremely dissatisfied with this, and the disciples of Mu Feng were either directly withdrawn by the sect or joined the other peaks on their own, and Mu Feng was long gone.
This time Mufeng was merged, Mo Yang had already expected it.
It's just that when it really came to this day, he was still inexplicably lost in his heart.
Looking at the new crown in front of him, the kind face kept appearing in his mind, lingering...
In his heart, the four elders were not only his master, but also his only relative in this world.
He was originally an orphan, but ten years ago, the four elders went out to practice and rescued him from the mouth of the fierce beast, and then brought him back to the Spirit Void Sect, took him as an apprentice, and taught him to practice.
At that time, he was able to directly condense True Qi when he first came into contact with cultivation, and his astonishing understanding caused a sensation in the entire Spirit Void Sect.
It's just that he never dreamed that what awaited him was not a gorgeous aura, but endless despair and darkness.
After ten years of cultivation, he had not even been able to advance to the cultivator's first realm, the Condensed Qi Realm, because he could not store the condensed True Qi in the meridians.
On the way of cultivation, Mo Yang was a veritable waste.
In the past ten years, he had already memorized the knowledge about martial arts that the four elders had told him and the techniques they had taught him.
But......
Now all this is more like a merciless mockery to him.
Over the years, the four elders had been trying their best to find various methods, not wanting his enchanting talent to be buried.
However, in the end, it is empty.
Half a month ago, there was news that the holy grass appeared in the 100,000 Great Mountains, which attracted the major sects to go, and after hearing the news, the four elders insisted on going despite everyone's dissuasion.
He knew that this was most likely an opportunity to change Mo Yang's fate...
The results are gone!
Subsequently, several elders of the Spirit Void Sect secretly went to investigate, and learned from some cultivators that the four elders were killed by the powerhouses of the Great Dao Sect in order to snatch the holy grass.
The Dao Sect is an unimaginably terrifying peak power, with a legacy of 10,000 years and an unfathomable background.
Facing such a behemoth, the elders of the Spirit Void Sect dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and transferred all the responsibility to Mo Yang.
The same was true of many disciples, and since then, Mo Yang has been facing an overwhelming array of vicious words every day.
"After tomorrow, there will be no more wood peaks in the Spirit Void Sect, you can fend for yourself!" The second elder glanced at this from a distance, dropped such a sentence, and then turned and left.
After the disciples left, Mo Yang sat alone in front of the crowned tomb, looking at the barren grass around him, listening to the whining wind blowing from his ears, and his heart fell to the bottom.
"It's time to leave..."
For a long time, he whispered to himself.
Only then endless confusion came to my heart.
Where is he going?
And where can it go?
Briefly confused, there was a hint of self-deprecation in his eyes.
He said to himself: "I am an orphan, the heavens and the earth are big, where is not home!" ”
"Master... You can rest assured, I will definitely set foot in martial arts, I will become a strong man, and he will avenge you one day!" ”
As for his own situation, he also couldn't figure it out, everything seemed to be no different from ordinary people, but he just couldn't store the condensed True Qi in the meridians, and every time the condensed True Qi would disappear in a short time, it had been the same for ten years.
Not only were the four elders powerless, but the elders of the Spirit Void Sect did not have the slightest clue, nor could they find the reason.
In the sky, the last rays of the setting sun faded, and the whole heaven and earth fell into darkness.
Mo Yang knew that this was his last night in the Spirit Void Sect.
Book 3:
Brief introduction:
Years after the discharge of nuclear sewage into the sea, I am reborn to dominate the last days! If kindness and kindness cannot save the world. So this time, I chose to kill. ------------------- I am born again from death, like sin under the scorching sun.
Pit entry guide:
Desolate, desolate.
In the city, lush weeds emerge from the hard cement and are covered with bones.
Lin An dragged his heavy legs and ran hard.
A hot pain in the lungs, and the breath dragged the broken ribs for a while.
Behind him are hordes of roaring zombies, with hideous faces.
Don't dare to stop.
Once stopped, the resurrected group of dead will tear him to pieces and eat his flesh and blood.
December 2035.
The apocalypse outbreak three years ago dragged the whole world into hell.
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the safe house he had built, his originally desperate face seemed to see hope.
"Bang bang!"
"Open the door! Open the door! ”
Lin An frantically slammed the heavy iron gate, and the zombies behind him were less than a hundred meters away from him.
The stench of rotting is pouring into the nose.
"I got the medicine back! Open the door! Tang Wan! ”
Inside the safe house was his fiancée's family of three.
"Ugh."
The window was pulled open, the iron door was not opened.
One eye looked at him through the narrow barred window, full of concern.
Lin An recognized it, it was Tang Wan.
"Tang Wan! It's me! Open the door! ”
Lin An tore his heart and lungs, and the wound on his chest was pulled and expanded.
The spilled blood caused the zombies behind him to become more and more frenzied, and the speed increased sharply.
After hearing the sound.
The eye behind the bars turned to the medicine in his hand.
That was the medicine that Lin An desperately found and gave Tang Wan's younger brother a fever reduction.
"Lin An, I'll open the door for you."
The voice inside the door was eager, calming Lin An's flustered heart.
Once inside, it's safe.
On the edge of a dangerous city, this hand-built safe house is his only home.
"You hand the medicine in first, and I'll put the iron bolt down."
Lin An collapsed when he heard this, and hurriedly stuffed the medicine box in his hand into the barred window.
It's just a faint uneasiness in my heart.
Why... Don't open the door directly?
The hand behind bars quickly pulled away the pill box, but did not open the door.
"Tang Wan?!"
Lin An's incredible voice was harsh and desperate in the dark night.
His heart sank, and his body was cold.
Why... Don't open the door yet?!
He could already hear the zombies behind him close to his ears.
"Lin An, I saw the injury on your chest."
Tang Wan's voice paused, no longer the original concern, extremely calm.
It's like talking to a stranger.
"You could be infected."
"I won't let you in."
Lin An fell into an ice cave, and the zombies behind him had already pounced on him.
The flesh is torn and bitten.
"Also, tell you something."
"The captain of the safe zone has promised me that as long as I am willing to sleep with him, I can enter the safe zone."
"Of course, you have to die too."
Inside the house, Tang Wan ruffled her hair casually.
It was as calm as chatting with Lin An in the past.
Lin An couldn't believe it, this sentence was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.
The pain of the flesh and blood being torn alive behind him was also covered.
He cried like blood and frantically questioned the man in the window.
"Why, why betray me!?"
The palm pressed against the door, printing a scarlet handprint.
Cracking.
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