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Devouring Exile: Young Master's Pure Love Strategy
In the year 372 of the Xing Yuan, under the gilded dome of the Song Consortium's centenary celebration, the light reflected from the champagne tower was brighter than the Milky Way. Song Wen held the crystal cup and carelessly rubbed the side of the cup with his fingertips. He listened to the compliments coming one after another around him and had a well-placed smile on his lips. He was born extremely well, with clear eyebrows and a hand-made star pattern dress that made him tall and tall. His i
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God of Cooking System: I Was a Street Fighter in Ancient Times
Before the dull pain on the back of his head dissipated, Shao Chen was choked by the smell of sour water and took a sharp breath and coughed violently. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and what he saw was not the white walls of the hospital, nor the ceiling of his rental house covered with instant noodle posters, but the gray sky and the garbage piled up like a hill.
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Mad Emperor Xiao Bianyun
"Pfft——" The moment the cold blade plunged into his neck, Xiao Bianyun could even feel the force on Zhao Chengye's wrist, as steady as chopping a dead piece of wood, without any of the hesitation of the old brothers. The blood foam poured into his throat, it was fishy and salty, making him want to cough, but he could only make a whooshing sound.
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The Return of the Doctor: Urban God of War Dad
"Uncle Wang, you have a cold leg. In addition, you have not paid attention to keeping warm during the recent cooling down. The wind and cold have penetrated into the seams of your bones. I will prescribe you two pairs of Chinese medicine and two more injections. I will ensure that you can walk in the ground in three days, and you can run faster than your little grandson!" Lu Chen was sitting behind an old wooden table in a community clinic, holding a silver needle in his hand. He was very skillf
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Devouring God of War: Starting on the Pitch
When the arc of the welding gun exploded in the narrow cabin, Ji Mo was stroking the shiny basketball with his gauze-wrapped right hand. The skin under the gauze had a faint silver-blue crystal luster, like frozen ocean waves. Every heartbeat caused the tiny crystals to tremble slightly, and there was a pain as if a needle had penetrated the bone marrow. This was the "sequelae" left after devouring Mo Lin. The price for the gene fusion to exceed 60% was that the body could be completely transfor
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Xingyuan Spirit Book
"The jump is completed, the coordinates of the target star field are locked - number N73, the edge of the 'Hidden Mist Zone'." Cold electronic synthesized sounds echoed in the cockpit. Qin Zhiyuan's fingertips traced the light blue holographic projection on the control panel. The lines representing gravitational waves and dark matter flow were beating at an extremely unstable frequency. Outside the window was a deep purple nebula that was too thick to melt away, like spilled ink smearing on the
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