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King of the Five Realms
Poor people must be hateful. The long-term greed of a certain type of people in the Shanhai tribe has led to this catastrophic disaster. They all fly away, the hearts of the people are insufficient, the snake swallows the elephant, and the end of the world is like a mantis catching a cicada. There is no medicine that can prolong the life of your minister, but it is difficult to buy it if you have money, and your descendants will be virtuous. If you live in poverty and live by your destiny, you w
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Eight Hundred Miles of Qinchuan, the Idiots Traveled Through It
Eight hundred miles across Qinchuan, a bunch of big men! Suddenly, one day, in the emerging technological society of 2095, a state-owned company named Niubi's transfer student, Time Travel Interstellar Expeditionary Force, announced a newly developed and unlocked time skills competition - the love of the Qin Terracotta Warriors across ancient and modern times! In one of the mysterious Qin Maid Villages, more than 30 young men and girls in the village accepted this rudimentary space travel activi
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Martyr
Under the Eastern Continent, there are hidden mysteries. Jiujiang Yue, a Taoist master who has always been a master of scheming, secretly calculated a big hexagram on the night when the Tengu eclipses the moon. This is a great opportunity that God omitted and went against the will of heaven. He was alone in Canglong Xiaotian Stream, an inconspicuous dilapidated cave, and spent his whole life and hard work, opening up a huge legacy of hardships and hardships, but struggling with the fate of the h
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The Strongest Abandoned Young Man Who Traveled to the Heavenly Mandate Realm Returns
"The clothes are not animals!" Zheng Yiguan was sitting in the high-end Western-style restaurant, muttering these words as if to cheer himself up. He is thirty-five years old this year. He is wearing a neat and clean white suit and looks quite energetic. He crossed his legs, holding a slender cigar on the fingertips of one hand. The cigar was emitting a trace of green smoke. He held a glass of red wine in his other hand, taking a sip from time to time and whispering something to himself. Zheng Y
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