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Divine Weapon Boy: Divine Weapon Beast Nine Tails
A twelve-year-old boy was thoughtlessly transported through time by the newly appointed magpie god who called himself Lei Feng! Shocking, scary, funny, all kinds of things happened to this boy. He evolved from a boy to a man with thousands of girls. During the long journey, things will not always develop in a good way... What will Xiaoguang do when facing his brother from the previous life? The game of time travel is about to become a mission, and the squandered life is about to become fulfillin
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Journey to the West: Laozi Is a Root Grass
When he woke up, Lin Dong found that he had actually traveled to the world of Journey to the West and turned into a real grass after saying "I am a fool". This was still a sad thing, but it was also this world that allowed him to start a new life as a strong man. Marrying seven fairies, robbing Chang'e, taking Sun Wukong as his younger brother, and taking the Jade Emperor's seat for fun, such a life is really very happy! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is pure
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Fox Fairy's Love
Who will tell her why she turned into a fox? People who travel through time are still individuals. She... How could she be like this! ! I was tricked by the Nine Realms into trying to travel through time. As a result, when I opened my eyes, I saw two red foxes... Oh my God! ! ! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
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You Can Only Love Me in This Life
The morning sunshine is always beautiful, but the sunshine is very dazzling. Otherwise, why would there be tears in my eyes? I sat on the bed and spent nearly ten minutes here in the sun reminiscing about my lost years. I found that what I remembered most was Fu Qi, who laughed, cried, hugged me, coaxed me, and helped me buy breakfast that winter morning. After being washed by him, all the sunshine took on his flavor. I could escape from photos, love letters, and gifts. But this smell has been l
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