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I Don't Know Martial Arts, but I Can Cultivate Immortality!
"Disciple, I can no longer support you as a master. Please go down the mountain to find your senior sisters!" Lin Feng was kicked out by his master from the place where he had lived for two years. He followed his master's orders and went down the mountain to find the senior sisters he had never met. From then on, Lin Feng started a pleasant life of slapping people in the face, pretending to be cool, and teasing girls. As for whether the senior sister is better, the second senior sister is better
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Signing into the Ghost Market: I Rely on Salted Fish to Stay Flat and Invincible
In a parallel world, strange resurgences have occurred for two hundred years, ghosts are rampant, humans rely on black spiritual energy to practice, and undertaker Yu Xiaoxian deals with the dead every day. He had a low-level black spirit and was assigned to a handyman class. He was assigned to deal with the resentful death study room at the beginning of school. I accidentally got a golden finger and signed in to the ghost market every morning to get red-striped ghost coins, soul-suppressing nai
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Live Broadcast: Resurrection of Spiritual Energy? I'm a Casual Gamer!
(Casual, relaxing, entertainment, live broadcast, no heroine) In the parallel world, in 2033 AD, Daxia has fully entered the modernization of the country, with talents at its peak and the country prospering. Gu Liuyun traveled to this world at this time and also owned a Taoist temple. Just when Gu Liuyun wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains and live a leisure life, An inappropriate system prompt sounded, insisting that he become an outdoor live broadcast anchor. When Gu Liuyun started br
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Chi You Said
God said he was cruel and murderous, and history books said he brought trouble to the world. But when I dreamed back to ancient times, I realized that he just lost. Many years later, when I set foot on the Wilderness of Zhuolu, the blood and sorrow that soared to the sky could still tear my soul to pieces. In the writings of the winner, he is a monster with a bronze head and an iron forehead, eating sand and eating stones. But in my dream, he is Chi You, the king of Jiuli, and the loneliest soul
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