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Celestial Master's Beast Control Record
Wo Huo Qiao was awakened by a fishy smell. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a bloody mouth biting his head. The thing looked like a wolf, but its body was covered with pustules, and its fangs were covered with sticky saliva. "Holy shit!" He rolled and crawled to avoid it, but the monster bit into the stone next to it, and the stone was corroded into white smoke. Wo Huoqiao's heart was beating wildly. This was not a dream - he had been working on a manuscript in a rental house just now, and
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The Urban Supreme Crazy Young Master
Qiu Canghuang kicked open the wooden door of the old house. Dust fell, dancing in the slanting sunlight. He covered his nose and coughed twice, waving the broom in his hand randomly. "This old man didn't clean up this place even when he was alive." Moldy old books were piled in the corners, and cobwebs hung from the beams. He resignedly began to sweep, and the broom made a squeaking sound across the blue brick floor. There is a sandalwood box in the corner. The box was half buried in the dust, w
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After Binding the Mind-Reading System, I Was Pampered by the Richest Man.
"Su Wan, this is not an occasion you should come to." Zhou Ruolan's voice was neither loud nor quiet, just enough for everyone around her to hear. Wearing a champagne-colored dress, she stood in front of the gilded door at the entrance to the auction. She raised her chin slightly and looked at me with the same look as a stray cat. I looked down at what I was wearing. A white T-shirt, washed-white jeans, and canvas shoes with a patch of dust on the edges. Indeed, it doesn't quite match the dome c
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Traveling Through the Farmhouse, Pampering Your Husband in a God-Level Space
Pain. Heartbreaking pain. It was as if someone had stabbed a red-hot iron into her temple, and then stirred it wildly. Su Qingyan opened her eyes suddenly. What comes into view is neither a familiar laboratory nor sterile white walls. It was a few dark beams with crumbling spider webs hanging on them. Gray skylight filtered through the gaps in the thatched roof. A smell of moisture mixed with dirt and mold entered her nostrils. Where is this? She pushed herself up and tried to sit up, but the ha
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Takeaway Boy: Every Dish Is a Forbidden Curse!
At 3:23 in the morning, the negative review prompt on the phone screen was as piercing as a knife. "The soup was spilled and the lid was not even closed. Bad review!" I stared at this review, feeling sour in my stomach. I ran forty-seven orders today. From ten o'clock in the morning to now, there is no water. The last order was from a grilled fish restaurant in the south of the city to an old community in the north of the city. There is no elevator on the sixth floor. When I climbed up with my t
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Ice Devourer
Gui Yucang woke up from the cold. When I opened my eyes, I saw a vast expanse of white. The biting wind was blowing on his face like a knife. He looked down at himself - still wearing the thin fitness vest. "What the hell..." Before he could finish his words, his teeth began to chatter. The memory ends up in the gym. There was a sweet and cloying fragrance, and then everything went dark. Now, he stood on an endless ice field. The sky was leaden gray, with snowflakes mixed with ice particles fall
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Doomsday Diplomat
The radioactive dust stuck in the throat like rust. When Changsun Xecang opened his eyes, he was lying on a pile of hot metal debris. There was a tearing pain in his left arm—no, it was the memory being torn apart. Two completely different life trajectories were colliding savagely in his skull. One is an ordinary social animal on earth who died suddenly after staying up late. The other is a "diplomatic liaison" at a gathering place on the edge of the wasteland, and his patrol car has just been o
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