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Traveling Through Another World, Only I Master the Anime Content
In this world, humans face threats from alien beasts and extraterrestrial evil spirits. At this time, the profession of spiritual master appeared in human society. Chen Shuo, who had traveled through time, suddenly discovered that the people contracted by the spiritual masters in this world were actually characters from the novels and animations he had read before time traveling. However, there were no such novels and animations in this world, and he became the only one who could master the anim
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Ashes Butchery
Jiang burned down the shelter just to free his ex-wife's ashes. He carried her last traces with him and killed the tide of corpses, but he didn't know that Shen Zhao was injecting antibodies into every corpse in the name of a doctor. La Lai secretly handed over the bullet, A Zhi silently pointed at the core of the corpses, Scar Liu's knife tip was dripping with blood, and the white dove on the radio repeated the last words you had never understood over and over again. There is no savior in this
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Sky Sword Master: Rebirth to Defy Heaven and Change Fate
The memory is filled with humiliating scenes: the wanton ridicule of the Lin family children of the same age, the withholding of training resources, the supercilious look of the deacon, and the guy named Lin Hu who would find trouble and humiliate him every time he saw him, beating him black and blue, just for fun. "The Lin family in Qingyang City... A hundred years ago..." Chu Xinghe murmured to himself, his eyes blank at first, then replaced by an unbelievable ecstasy and unforgettable hatred
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I Set up a Fortune-Telling Stall and Was Chased by the Entire Internet.
The leader's voice came from above his head, neither salty nor bland, as if he was reading a manuscript that had been written long ago. I felt the weak Qi in my Dantian leaking out, like someone had poked a hole in a balloon. It was freezing cold, from the soles of my feet to the top of my head. "Senior brother, take care." Shen Mobai's voice sounded in his ears, as gentle as coaxing a child. He squatted in front of me, took out an envelope from his sleeve, and stuffed it into my arms. I raise
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