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After Severing My Master-Disciple Ties with the Emperor 与帝君断绝师徒关系后
Young Goddess x Ancient Emperor | A master-disciple relationship severed on one side Winning back his love, atoning for his sins, and scheming at every turn - - Lord Lilingguang has an old wound on her back. Every full moon on the fifteenth, the wound flares up. The pain brings her to the brink of unconsciousness, yet by some cruel instinct, it leaves her just enough awareness to torment her over and over. The one responsible for the wound is none other than her former master, Emperor Zhuyin,
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My Ex Wants Us to Weather the Apocalypse Together 前男友要与我在末世共克时艰
A calm, thoughtful sci-fi novelist x a steady, mature cardiac surgeon When Jiang Nian broke up with Guan Yuesheng, it was during a typhoon the likes of which came only once in more than a decade. She sent him a message. Dr. Guan must have been in surgery, because he didn't reply until nearly midnight. His text contained just one word: Okay. Later, the zombie outbreak began. During the two years she spent struggling to survive on her own, she never managed to get in touch with Guan Yuesheng.
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The Game's Top Mage 游戏第一技术法师
In July 2088, Nebula Technologies announced 1,000 slots for the closed beta of its first full-dive game, Lost City. Then one rule set the registration site ablaze: When closed-beta players log out, they can exchange their in-game currency for real cash with no conditions, at a rate of 1:1! - - Chao Zhao wasn't sure whether to call herself unlucky or lucky. She had wished upon the money tree at home for 100,000 yuan in 30 days, after which she would promptly quit the game and leave. But the
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The Nineteenth-Century Passenger Liner Juliet 十九世纪茱丽叶号客轮
Ireland on the eve of the potato blight, in the bitter winter of 1846. Shu Lin transmigrates into Catherine. A promising university graduate becomes a textile worker laboring ten hours a day. She transmigrates into this nineteenth-century winter, when snow blankets all of Ireland. She lives in an attic of less than ten square meters. The roof leaks, wind blows through the windows, the water tastes strange, and every meal is potato bread or bread and potatoes. Then the blight strikes, and pri
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