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  1. After Swapping Lives, I Relied on My Words to Counterattack Historical66k Wordsongoing A strange yet familiar face was reflected in the bronze mirror. With sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a high bridge of nose, thin lips, and a stern face, he is exactly what Shen Yan, the young minister of Dali Temple, looks like! "No... Impossible!" Pei Xu staggered back a few steps and bumped into the pear wood table behind him. The teacup on the table fell to the ground with a crisp sound. "How did I become Shen Yan? Then it was me who was struck by lightning just now. Where is Shen Yan? 4ReadsScoreShelves
  2. Huo Tian's Xueba System Is a Bit Cold Urban66k Wordsongoing A very thin blue light suddenly flashed across the night sky, as fast as a meteor, but with a strange sense of stagnation. Huo Tian squinted his eyes, thinking he was dazzled. Just as he was about to look away, the blue light suddenly turned back and rushed straight towards his window! He subconsciously dodged sideways, but the blue light hit his forehead accurately as if it had eyes. There was no pain, only a slight numbness. Then, an emotionless electronic voice sounded directly in his mind: " 3ReadsScoreShelves
  3. Top-Notch Cute Baby, My Mother Didn't Run Away Back Then Modern Romance47k Wordsongoing The first ray of light in the morning has not yet penetrated the heavy velvet curtains. Su Nian knelt on the cold bathroom floor, her stomach churning. Nothing can come out. There was only the sour smell of bile, burning her throat. The air is filled with the smell of disinfectant, which is refreshing and pungent. This smell penetrated every corner of the villa, like an extension of Lu Chenyuan, cold and precise, not allowing the slightest impurity. She liked this smell because it reminded her t ReadsScoreShelves
  4. Chronology Detective: the Crime Scene Can Be Traced Back Mystery54k Wordsongoing The smell of blood is the only living thing in this cold office. It is like a cunning poisonous snake, emerging from under the expensive Persian carpet, twisting and circling, easily penetrating the cedar fragrance emitted by the top air freshener, and stubbornly getting into everyone's nostrils. Qin Zheng stood in the middle of the office, and the smell seemed to have a physical form, sticking to her skin. She took off her latex gloves, and the knuckles of her pale, slender fingers were slightl ReadsScoreShelves
  5. The Multiple-Choice Question System Made Me Famous in Military Variety Shows Urban70k Wordsongoing At noon in the dog days of summer, the sun was so poisonous that it was as if it was about to melt the asphalt road. The air was filled with the smell of burnt asphalt, mixed with the steaming steam from the sycamore leaves on the roadside, which made it feel burning in the lungs when inhaled. Duan Chen squatted at the back door of his soon-to-open teahouse, holding a frozen towel that he had just taken out of the refrigerator and applying it to his forehead. The sweat beads on his forehead roll ReadsScoreShelves