Author: lit. clouds fade in the air
BLing Feng, who has the natural aptitude [Devouring], is reborn into the world of immortality, on the body of a waste with the Sword Dao Saint Body, and in order to survive accidentally becomes a mausoleum keeper, and accidentally sets foot in the Sword Dao cultivation. Others rely on cultivation, I have endless devouring! Devouring other people's flesh and blood to condense the body! Devour the fruits of others to enhance one's cultivation! Devour the power of heaven and earth and control the laws of nature to sweep the world! Thirty years of cultivation in the mausoleum, the former sword......
Author: Li Xiangyi
BHush, crossing into a woman dressed as a man Li Muyun, she said that she was under a lot of pressure; the beautiful man one, two, three, four, five, six, seven ...... she actually choked on no words; he gazed at her deeply, "I like you! You are mine!" He embraced her forcefully, "My heart pleases you! We are together!" Li Muyun said: I am also a "beautiful man" now! But what's with your eyes? It's getting weirder and weirder ...... so scared......
Author: Gu Long
BThe Raider of the Shift March 27th is a very auspicious day. All things are good. Zhao Wuji fell on the bed. He rode fast and light, galloped for 300 miles, rushed in as soon as he got off his horse, came in and collapsed on this bed....
Author: shed tears of love
BTeenager Li Yi does not study, living this no pursuit no dream of mixed life, grades is the bottom of the class. However, because of a novel changed his fate, from now on on the road of the city of bull flash, school girls, agents, movie queen, supermodel, all accompanied by his side, the happy life from now on. <br />----------------------------------------<......
Author: alashiren
BIf being struck by lightning is an honor, then my existence today is a privilege. It's an honor to be proud of. It was a thunderbolt that struck me and made me what I am. I can't see myself in the mirror, even though I can touch anything, and even though the leaves that float by pass through me and fall to the ground, I'm still happy....
Author: Wang Tuanfu
BThe book depicts the story of several young men and women who grew up together in the small mountain village of Ermutai-tai and started their own families and went to live in the city from the small mountain village. It describes the sorrow, torment and persistence in their hearts. In particular, it describes Wang Xiaoman, in walking on the road of life belonging to himself, although from morning to night gray and sweaty, although everywhere out of their depth and no way, but still to be happy, still to read, still to......