
Legend of God's Finger and Whispering Clothes
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There is no self in the world, so there are so many strange things? There is nothing I can do about my feelings and hatred. Walking on the snow to welcome the spring, autumn is wasted. When love becomes stronger, life and death are also songs. Climb to the top of the world, and the blue clouds and wild cranes are idle. The willows want to ride on the wind, and the yellow flowers cross the river.
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No one voted... poor me
I thought of a rather tortuous story, and I want to add some drama to that strange man. In the previous chapter, he was not even a soy sauce. When every 100,000 words are written, I will give you an extra chapter. I will write the extra chapter in advance, and then update it as a bonus for everyone, for my own entertainment. I hope that after I write more, more people will read it.
Thanks for the tip from Mr. Just Want to Drink Kuoluo
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Come on, update it
Come on, update, come on, come on, come on, come on😘
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Official(4)Scraped 4d ago
No one voted... poor me
I thought of a rather tortuous story, and I want to add some drama to that strange man. In the previous chapter, he was not even a soy sauce. When every 100,000 words are written, I will give you an extra chapter. I will write the extra chapter in advance, and then update it as a bonus for everyone, for my own entertainment. I hope that after I write more, more people will read it.
Thanks for the tip from Mr. Just Want to Drink Kuoluo
Thank you for the tip, I wish you good health and good fortune!
Come on, update it
Come on, update, come on, come on, come on, come on😘
Why haven't you finished writing?
Why don't you finish writing it?
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Introduction to the work: There is no self in the world, so there are so many strange things? There is nothing I can do about my feelings and hatred. Walking on the snow to welcome the spring, autumn is wasted. When love becomes stronger, life and death are also songs. Climb to the top of the world, and the blue clouds and wild cranes are idle. The willows want to ride on the wind, and the yellow flowers cross the river.




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Introduction to the work: There is no self in the world, so there are so many strange things? There is nothing I can do about my feelings and hatred. Walking on the snow to welcome the spring, autumn is wasted. When love becomes stronger, life and death are also songs. Climb to the top of the world, and the blue clouds and wild cranes are idle. The willows want to ride on the wind, and the yellow flowers cross the river.












