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301 盗 Tomb Raiding: The Ninth Gate’s Beloved Mystic Ma YouyeMystery1.1M WordsCompleted 8.5kReads9.4Score1kShelves

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If you need it, you can find it on my bookshelf

302 救 Save Me, I've Traveled Through the World of Stolen Pens LianqiancaoMystery1.7M WordsCompleted 10.3kReads9.4Score726Shelves

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303 夭 Yaoshou, the Ghost Lantern Merges with the World of Tomb Robbing Think CarefullyMystery820k WordsOngoing 70Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The heroine, the cp guy. The worlds of Ghost Blowing Lantern and Tomb Raider Notes are integrated, and I can write it. Main plot, long story.

304 盗 The Pen-Stealing God Returns and Angrily Attacks the Third Uncle at the Beginning LonglongjiuMystery442k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The blind man has no eyes, but he reveals secrets. The actor is ruthless, but he is destined to fall in love. He is speechless, but he never gives up. He is innocent, but he is scheming. The fat man has no love, but he alone guards the empty tomb. The stolen pen, which was full of regrets, was brutally tortured in the evil BUFF literary factory, and no one died well. I traveled through three generations and came to a world derived from rice fan fiction. Faced with the superimposed BUFFs of Wu Xie who will raise corpses when opening coffins and dead people when robbing tombs, how can I resist? Wu Xie is your world, and you are our god. This time, if I am the god in my place, how about you be my human world? ------ On the way to Tamutuo to find the Queen Mother of the West, I stood in the darkness. The younger brother said to Wu Xie that no one remembers his conversation. It was obviously an engagement between two people, but under the forcible interference of the plot dog, it became a CP entanglement between three people. I watched them step by step towards the final abyss, and even the losses failed to stop their innocent steps. -------- "Wuxie, do you regret it?" I stood in the courtyard of Wushanju with two black gold ancient swords on my back. "I regret it. I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Wuxie dragged Shen Ke's sick body, tears falling from his sunken cheeks. "Hua, Tianzhen, let's go to Banai." I put down the two ancient black gold knives and the blind man's black gold dagger and left. A sheepskin map fluttered in the wind on Hua's crippled leg.