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155 笛 Di Feisheng Is Reborn and Returns to the Time Before Dugu Daoshen's Death Dou Shi Who Loves to Eat Whole Grain Blood-Tonifying Porridge42k WordsOngoing 22Reads—Score—Shelves

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186 长 The Elixir of Sauvignon Blanc Resolves the Knot of Life and Death The Color of Dusk150k WordsOngoing 24Reads—Score—Shelves

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After an unknown amount of time, the golden light broke through the mist, and a Buddha appeared on the horizon. The Buddha's voice was like a whisper. Xiang Liu's memory of his life gradually became clearer. Suddenly, his feet became shackles and he could no longer move forward. "Buddha Wuxiang, you transformed into the world of mortals with nine heads, but you stayed in the human world, preventing you from achieving enlightenment. Do you regret it at this moment?" "No regrets, how can you regret it?" Xiangliu murmured, struggling forward, but couldn't take a step. The Buddha's broad sleeves flicked, and the sky was filled with images of Xiao Yao, surrounding him. In a lively tavern, Xiao Yao was laughing and drinking with a few people. Suddenly, the person at the next table mentioned the news of Xiang Liu's death. Xiao Yao's smile seemed to freeze, but the blush on her cheeks receded, gradually turning pale, her eyes became distracted, and the wine glass slipped from her hand. He finally showed panic and said to himself: "Impossible! Impossible! He can't just die like this! I don't feel anything at all, I don't feel anything..." Suddenly he fell backwards. Xiang Liu instinctively stretched out his hands, but saw Tu Shanjing quickly stood up and hugged her. By the way, Tu Shanjing, who was rescued by himself, will be fine as long as he is guarding Xiaoyao. It will be over soon. Xiang Liu put down his outstretched arms and felt a sense of emptiness. Xiao Yao's voice rang in his ears.