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It's Really Not a Split Personality. This Is My Brother, Dear.
Strange things are coming, rules kill people, and ghosts are rampant. Everyone was struggling to survive, but I started badly. People say I have a split personality, but I just sneer. I'm not sick, this is my brother, dear. My twin brother lives with me through his soul, He is usually calm and reliable, and protects his younger brother to the core; If you touch me, you will immediately criticize me like crazy, even daring to swallow the weird ones alive. Shared vision, early warning of mur
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On the Compatibility Between Ancient Knights and Modern Warrior Kings
Hua Wuya, a guest from Jianghu, possesses the "Seal of the Playing Soul" and wakes up in a strange facility called "Xu Jin Theater", seriously injured and on the verge of death. Zhou Ye, an observer, belongs to a lost recording organization. He is the first "corpse" he found in the dark, and the only one of his kind. Rule One: Don't die. Rule 2: Live together. From workstations full of rust and pollution to purification machines that are destroyed upon activation; from sealed databases to li
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Kill the Tiger's Mouth: the Man in the Stone
1942, Northern Shanxi. When the last mouthful of fried noodles was fed to the child, Izuku knew that the life of this "family" was cut off. The man and his father-in-law died on the way to the west exit. Now, the driving tax bangs on the door. All she had left was a pair of small feet, two young children, and a jujube comb left by her mother in her arms. The west exit road is paved with bones. Killing the tiger's mouth is the gate of hell. In the collapsed city gate, facing a wall of "figures"
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A Part-Time Worker Engages in Metaphysics and Is Targeted by the Ceo's Bestie
On my first day on the job, I was late. In order to save 200 yuan for perfect attendance, I grabbed a handful of Master's spiritual power and flew directly from the rental house to the roof of the company. The incense burned crookedly, and the master in the statue stared angrily. As a result, he was seen by the female CEO of the office building opposite. She chased me and asked, "How did you get up there?" I said, "Take the stairs." She said, "Thirty-eighth floor, take the stairs?" Later she
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