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Three Kingdoms: I Have a Dead Soul Barracks
Dressed as Liu Adou who can't help him? I, Shen Yan, laughed so hard. The beginning is a desperate situation, Zhuge Liang's seven-star lantern failed to survive, and the five-foot-long original autumn wind screamed sadly. The countdown to the Shu Han's fall is coming, and everyone is waiting to see the joke. But I have a dead soul camp in my pocket - summoning those warriors from the Three Kingdoms who have long since died in battle. They are more loyal than living people, and more fierce than e
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Esports Manager: I Signed the Retired Devil King
Everyone was laughing at Cheng Yubai for being crazy - paying a sky-high price to sign a useless demon king who had retired for three years. His hand speed had deteriorated, his skills were poor, and even a youth trainee could kill alone. His teammates messed up, his boss slapped the table, and the entire network caroused and waited to see him get out of the e-sports circle. But no one knew that Cheng Yubai had combined the [tactical rehearsal] talent and saw through the ultimate secret hidden b
14Reads—Score—Shelves
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Records of Strange Things in the Ancient Village of Yinshan
My name is Luo Wanghai. When I was kicked into Yinshan Village by my master, I thought I was here to help the poor. Until I discovered that the entire village, men, women, and children, were all laughing at the same funeral, and the bodies in the coffins were counting people with their eyes open. The worn-out "Burial Scripture" that I carry has been burning since the night I escaped from the ancient village - every time I turn a page, a villager bleeds to death in reality. The "Hundred Ghosts at
8Reads—Score—Shelves
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I Was a Chef in the Enemy Camp
Surrounded by three hundred enemy troops with guns, Yun Ci walked out of the cooking team tent with braised pork in his hand, as calm as if he were in his own kitchen. The enemy sneered: "You can survive by cooking a meal?" In the next second, the spatula flew out of his hand, knocking down three people; the fragrance spread ten miles away, and the sentry in the enemy camp drooled and put down his gun to take charge. When the enemy commander was so greedy for the mutton roasted by his own hands
7Reads—Score—Shelves