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The Miracle Doctor Comes Down the Mountain: If You Don't Break the Evil Situation, It Will Backfire
When I woke up, the smell of blood filled my throat. The stone wall in front of me was wet, and moss crawled along the cracks. I was lying on the altar in the cave, with the three bloody wounds on my back still oozing blood. The medicinal smell is very strong, it feels like the hemostatic grass has been crushed and applied on, and the rag strips are wrapped around the body, causing pain in the ribs. "Are you awake?" An old voice came from above. I raised my neck with difficulty and saw Uncle Fen
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Digging Out the Emperor's Tomb in the Barren Mountain, I Used My Computer to Defy the Odds
The blue and white porcelain bottle shattered on the floor, and the fragments splashed to my feet. I subconsciously took half a step back. "Li Mo!" Su Wenyuan's voice shook the chandelier in the living room. He pointed at the fragments on the ground, his fingers shaking like Parkinson's: "This is the Kangxi official kiln. Do you know how much it costs? Three million! You loser, you can't even hold a bottle!" I said nothing. In fact, I still have the feeling of holding the plate on my hand - the
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Global Super Powers Awaken, I Have No System
When the blue light exploded, I was buying pancakes downstairs in the company. At that moment, the world seemed to have been pressed on the mute button. The sounds of traffic on the roadside, the shouts of the breakfast stall man, and the sound of electric drills being renovated upstairs—all disappeared. Holding the seven yuan change in my hand, I looked up and saw that the sky was torn in half by a huge blue light curtain, as if someone had cut a slit in the sky with a knife. A beam of light de
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Star Destroyer
Alarms went off in the lab. Chen Baohuang looked down at his chest - a hole as big as a fist, with blood gushing out. He sat on the ground leaning against the culture tank, the cold glass touching his back. "I'm going to die." This thought was frighteningly clear. Dangerous life form detected [Meeting binding conditions: resentment value 999+, destructive potential SSS level] [God-level destruction system is loading——] Mechanical sounds blasted in my head. Chen Baohuang wanted to laugh, but coug
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Royal Palace Sweeper: I Will Serve as Emperor Kangxi's Imperial Preceptor
Pain. The back of the head buzzed as if someone had hit it with a brick. I struggled to open my eyes and saw a boot in front of me. "Useless thing! Can you sweep the floor and throw dust into my prince's face?" Before I could react, I received a slap on my cheek, which was painful. What's going on? My eyes widened. Standing in front of me was a man in a bright yellow robe. He was in his early twenties. His face was pale and his eyes were red. It looked like he was hungover and had stayed up late
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Send Food to Cultivate Immortality: Yuanying Old Monster Sends Cultivation Base
The sound of the phone falling to the ground was very crisp, and my mood cracked along with the screen. "Is your takeout delivery too slow? I've been waiting for an hour! Bad review!" The woman in pajamas opposite slapped the lunch box on the table, and the door slammed shut, almost slapping me in the face. I bent down to pick up the phone. The screen was shattered into spider webs, but it was still bright. The order on the food delivery software did show that I was fifteen minutes overtime, and
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I Became the Only Lucid Dreamer in the World
I still kept typing on the keyboard, but my forehead suddenly hit the table. The man with glasses at the work station next to me turned to look at me and muttered something, as if to say that I was stupid for working overtime. I wanted to reply, "You are the only one who talks a lot," but my whole body was dragged into another space by a force. That gray and white world. There is no sky, no ground, only white nothingness extending infinitely in all directions. I stood in mid-air, stepping on an
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