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Deduction of King of Soldiers: the Heroine's Counterattack Journey
The salty sea breeze was like a thin needle, blowing against Xiao Shi's newly healed wrist. The scar left by sealing the monster was still glowing with light pink, and a slight pain was felt when the wind blew it. He stood on the tallest watchtower in Linjiang City, his black attire rustling in the sea breeze, and the dragon-patterned jade pendant hanging around his waist—which Yun Zhao personally made for him after he ascended the throne, serving as a token and amulet—clinked lightly with his m
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With the Prompt System in Hand, I Am Walking Sideways in the House Fight.
The wind in the cold night was like a knife, blowing through the most remote Xiyuan of the Hou Mansion, carrying fine snow foam, getting in through the cracks of the dilapidated window lattice, and going straight into the cracks of human bones. Xiao Zi curled up on a hard bed covered with a thin layer of straw, covered with an old quilt that had been patched countless times and had long since lost its warmth. His forehead was frighteningly hot, but his consciousness was extremely clear. He had b
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Substitute Marriage for Spiritual Pets: the Strategy System of the Gentle Scum
Ruiyuan knelt on the cold bluestone floor of the ancestral hall. His knees were in pain, but he didn't even frown. The smoke from the incense candle choked people's throats, and the plaque of "Rui's Ancestral Hall" hanging directly above looked particularly majestic under the flickering candlelight, like a pair of cold eyes, examining this "rebellious" concubine.
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Doomsday Synthesizer: Bear Power Awakens
The red fire rain hit the broken workshop roof, making a "sizzling" sound, like countless irons repeatedly ironing the rotten wooden beams. Yin Hao opened his eyes suddenly, and the cold sweat on his forehead mixed with the rainwater leaking from the roof, slid down his cheeks and into his mouth, salty and astringent.
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