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The Most Cowardly Cotton Spirit in History: Relying on the Ashes of the Pot to Get Crazy
Who in the family understands? The Purple Sky Burning Spirit Fire smashed through the stove, Tiandao + Sanqing + Two Saints of the West formed a team to kill me, this painful chaotic cotton wool? ! Sorry, I can make you cry if I touch a little bit of pot ashes. One chapter will break up one game, and seven days of sinkholes will go crazy! The soft and cute three-axe can be grasped directly: The evil old monster kidnapped the little cook? The velvet was stained with pot ashes and wrapped around
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Three-Year-Old Nuobao Holds the Spirit and Protects the World
The remnant soul of the heart-eating immortal in heaven escapes into the human world, using evil thoughts to turn into black energy to cause chaos: poisonous fruits kill people on the exile road, droughts in war-torn villages cause no harvests, blood boils in the capital and palaces, and the world is about to collapse! Who can break the tie? It turned out to be the three-year-old abandoned baby Nuobao picked up by the Xiao family - a soft little body, with a jade-protecting crescent scar on its
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Two Cubs Locking Jade Buds: Looking for Each Other in the Snow
Princess Shuangchu set off from Luomeiwu with the broken pages of "Micro Country Chronicles" and Jingyuan's powers, gathered forces through Langshan Camp, and went to Shiwa Village to unite with the border villagers. Along the way, the Ying Pavilion and the Huns' schemes were repeatedly uncovered, red willow branch traps and sand mines showed their power, and they were even inspired by the legend of Princess Liu to unite the remaining people of the micro country. The turning point was the sudden
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Sprouting Potatoes and Cultivating the World of Gods
When 5-year-old Zhang Yaya (渃亚) was pushed into a dry well by her cousin, all she could think about was "the half piece of wheat cake my mother hid has not been eaten yet." But when she opened her eyes again, not only did she come back to life, but the red mark between her eyebrows also caused the weeds beside the dry well to grow wildly - she didn't know that her body was filled with the little goddess Xibao, who had escaped after the collapse of the divine world. In the year when the fragments
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