
The Nation's Son-in-Law: They Were Reborn
国民女婿之她们重生了
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 114k Words
- Genre
- Urban Romance
- Subgenre
- Urban Superpowers
- Updated
- 8y ago
- Source
- Faloo
Synopsis
All-time: Reads, Flowers.
76Chapters
2.1MReads
45.5kFlowers
10.0Score
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It's back, does anyone else want to see it? There are 111 replies that I want to see. If there are more than 200, I will continue to update.
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Floating by, burning paper, lighting wax, adding incense, but no movement; pouring wine, paying tribute, setting off cannons, smashing monuments, no response; digging graves, digging graves, opening coffins, whipping corpses, no temper; setting fires, burning corpses, crushing bones, raising ashes, and try again; setting up tables, drawing talismans, performing martial arts, thundering, but no corpses; bells, wooden swords, villains, chanting incantations, and summoning spirits again; shedding tears, crying bitterly , wailing, beating the ground, the author is dead, and the poor man is helpless.