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Haze Gray Butterfly "I thought I was the only winner in this survival scam, but I was wrong" My conspiracy and body are just the tip of the iceberg. Maybe my birth was wrong, but you are not ------------------------------------------------------------- Early stage "Xie Xun", the cunning, sharp-tongued and clever man of heaven The well-behaved, sensible and considerate adopted son "Xie Yuan" later stage Qingwu, a hunter who is silent, smart and disdainful of venomous tongues Xia Kong, the indifferent and indifferent 1Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Silent Ember "Make a fist with one hand, straighten your thumb, and lift it slightly upward twice to say thank you." "Put your middle finger on one hand, put it against your lips, and then touch it lightly on the same side of your cheek. This is your brother." People often say that ashes will rekindle, but the probability is very small, just like a candlelight that disappears and rekindles, but no one is so lucky to be favored. The candlelight will eventually end up like a moth flying into the flame when th 1Favorites5Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Drowned in the Sun I can't stop the bird that wants to die, I can only let it drown in the sun In the Bay of Walder, there will be people stranded there for a long time The flower language of Endless Summer is happiness, but Ning Xuan's life is not. He will always stay in the happiest summer in his life. The world is moving forward, but his life has a power outage. Ning Xuan's life has been looking for autumn, but he will always be drowned in the chirping of summer cicadas. His soul will not wander alone, but wi 1Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Skeleton Fish Lamp Legend has it that at the end of the world, there is a secret treasure that can save everything. It is a beautiful legend, yet I am doomed to rest eternally buried deep beneath the ocean. "What does the ocean look like?" "Who knows, but it's definitely not as blue as the book says, it must be turbid." "What's the sky like outside?" "I don't know, I haven't seen the sky for a long time. After all, this is the only place we have now." L'anneau de Möbius éternel Non posso morire, è inutile. Diven 1Favorites1Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Winter Cicada You are my destiny In a noisy and restless world, the sound of winter cicadas flapping their wings is more melodious than this He is like a cicada on the verge of death in winter. It is not as lively as it is in midsummer, and it is not as silent as it is when it dies completely. There will always be someone who will hold him in their hands, someone who will be willing to put his thin wings together "His eyes are very beautiful, silver-white, no different from the usual black and white picture 1Favorites8Clicks/ch—Nutrition