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Crazy Criticizes the Female Widow Author Holding a Star Chart and the Ghosts and Gods Come to Shout
Hey! The heavy rain seemed to be free of charge, and it hit the roof of the shabby morgue in the back alley of Shuntian Mansion with great force. God was so aggrieved when he looked at it, as if he was complaining about the injustice of these three lives. I heard the urgent sound of horse hooves, and the rain curtain was torn open with a crash. Several men in black clothes carried three corpses swept up by straw, and entered the morgue like a thief cat.
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I Became the White Moonlight of the God of War Prince
"Don't blame me for being cruel. If you want to blame me, blame it on you for being blind and blocking Miss Lin's way!" Nanny Chen howled at the top of her lungs. With her fat body like a ball, she kicked Su Qingyi with a bang on the back. Su Qingyi was already so weak that she had no strength at all, but with this kick, her whole body seemed to have no bones, and she fell backwards with a "clunk".
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Shang Hai's Son-In-Law: Counterattack by Machiavellian Strategy
New works are released. Welcome to Tomato Novel to read my works. I hope you all like them. Your attention is the motivation for my writing. I will try my best to tell every story!
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I'll Plant the Obedient Poison on the Whole Family of the Hou Mansion.
Hey! Looking at the capital city on this rainy night, it looks like God has smashed a big hole with a big hammer. The rain seems to be free of charge. It comes down with a "swish", accompanied by lightning and thunder, which seems to split the sky and hit the ground with force. On such a night, which was no different from the howling of ghosts and wolves, a broken and shabby red sedan chair was carried with great effort by the escorting team, whooshing and wheezing, into the side door of the Zhe
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My Thousand-Year-Old Ghost Husband
Hey! The heavy rain hit the roof of the funeral home as hard as someone poured gravel on the iron sheet. In the middle of the night, the alarm sound sounded like crazy, "wow wah wah" piercing people's ears, and the red light wandered back and forth in the freezer area.
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