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I'm Entangled by a Green Snake
New works are released, everyone is welcome to read my works at Tomato Novel. A woman was entangled by a long snake and became a disciple. What happened next was a series of monsters and ghosts, and the story of where the two went.
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The Past Is Like Smoke and Rebirth
Rebirth + Scumbag + Revenge + Sweet Pet She is obviously the eldest lady, and they are in love with each other, but she is beaten by the demon mother with a stick. She is only submissive and has no power to tie the chicken, so she should be easy to bully? Suffering all the cold looks and ridicule! She was forced to kill while pregnant with his child. Reborn in this life, she gains divine power and takes revenge!
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The Top Villain: She Started to Abuse Her Crazy After Breaking Off the Engagement
When Lin Wanxing woke up, she transformed into the vicious female lead with the same name as herself in the book. The original owner ignored her status as a top-notch white, rich and beautiful woman, and pursued the scumbag Gu Yanchen as a licking dog. In the end, her family went bankrupt and she died tragically in a foreign land. Lin Wanxing, who is well aware of the plot, vows to change his destiny. At the wedding, she ripped apart the scumbag and the scumbag, exposed the conspiracy betwee
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Qingqiu Fox's Encounter with Miaoyu
When Yu Xiaomi, a white fox from Qingqiu, was not yet an immortal, her life was hanging by a thread due to a hunt by a hunter. She was rescued by the young Miaoyu. After Yu Xiaomi became an immortal, she figured out Miaoyu's bumpy life and tried to change her life trajectory. But I never thought that not only could it not be changed, but fate would play such a trick on me. On the way, he encountered Lingxi, a weasel who had entered the demonic path and cultivated immortality, causing harm to the
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Is It the Same as Before?
The night is getting quieter, and I am alone in the dim sky. Listen to the whisper of the soul in the silent place. Under the green lamp and ink, who is the oath of eachother, in the moon shadow cup. Who was talking and laughing. It is always said that time remains the same, but is it the same as before?
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