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The Path of Plunder of the Peerless Queen
On the night of the blood moon, my left eye suddenly could see through the life gates of ghosts. Beiyao swung his sleeves around the neck of the corpse of a weeping girl. When Bei Xi's tarot cards cut the shadow-eating demon's throat, I was squeezing Mao Yichen's neck - the mysterious family leader who rules the dark night. His lips were bloody but he smiled and transferred his spiritual core into my palm. "Don't touch the restriction of super-level ghosts." His fingertips rubbed the silver curs
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Bringing up a Baby at the Beginning, You Call This a Downtrodden Strategist
Three years ago, all the loyal warriors in the family were massacred, and the white-robed military god Ling Cang faked his death and escaped, becoming a taboo in the empire. Three years later, he hid in the market holding the orphan of his deceased friend. Enemies sit high in temples and think they have nothing to worry about. They don't know that whenever their daughter is asleep, this "ordinary" father will light up a lantern, use the sky and the earth as a disk, and all living beings as his c
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Wear Books and Become a Villain Dad
Before starting the book, Lin Shen was most afraid of product managers' requirements and unfixed bugs in the code. After reading the book, he discovered that his three-year-old daughter Lin Xiaoman was the most difficult "ultimate bug" in the world—— Crying is a DDoS attack, eating is a compatibility test, and sleeping is a system downtime! Fortunately, the "code parenting system" came from the sky! "Ding! The cub's emotional breakdown has been detected. Can you redeem [Lullaby to Sleep. Mp3]? "
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Nightmares and Whispers at the Beginning of Awakening
Lin Fan rubbed his swollen temples. The dazzling "Your resume did not pass screening" on the computer screen was like a silent slap in the face. He scratched his messy hair, glanced at the packet of instant noodles on the corner of the table that was almost empty, and then glanced at the bright red circle on the calendar on his phone - the rent due date. "Alas..." A sigh was drowned in the silence of the rental house. These days really go back and forth.
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