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Saying Goodbye in My Heart, Mourning Farewell
The cold and kind-hearted Shuyi Fairy Lord once picked up the lonely young man Yin Li, and he was both his teacher and his father, and he taught him carefully. Unexpectedly, during the war between gods and demons a hundred years ago, the master and the apprentice turned against each other. From then on, the gods and demons took different paths, and it was difficult to separate love and hate.
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I Am an Immortal Emperor, so It Makes Sense to Enroll in High School, Right?
[Urban High Martial Arts + Cultivation + Invincibility + Funny + Daily + Shura Field + Talent + Gou Dao] Xu Changsheng looked at Empress Linglong and Empress Hongluan in front of him: Stop chasing them, can't I die? An Linglong: No! Today you have to choose one between me and Hongluan! Ji Hongluan pointed her sword at Xu Changsheng: Choose one of the two! Xu Changsheng blew himself up without saying a word. Second daughter:? ? ? In the year 6665 of the Cultivation Calendar, the Immortal Emperor
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Origins from Ancient Times
Lin Mo looked up, Sitting on the throne at the end of the palace was a man. His presence made the stars in the entire palace look dim. Her hair is as white as snow, and a long river of time flows between her strands. Each strand reflects scenes from different time and space. His eyes are like abyss, the left eye is the spark when chaos first emerged, and the right eye is the ruins when the universe ends. The knuckles are like jade, and the inscriptions of three thousand worlds are floating o
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Man's Feast
[Infinite/Group portrait/Imagination/Suspense/Reversal/Multi-line narrative/Extraordinary] The streets of eternal night - the heart glimpsed in the mirror - the lost country of the dead - no survivors... How can human beings survive in the bizarre reality and replicas? When "The Other Side" cast its gaze on Shen Pan, when another voice began to echo in his mind, he stood at the bifurcation between humans and monsters. Humans go left, monsters go right. If I were a monster, I should wash my face
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