JJWXC catalogue
Books by Scallions and Ginger
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Help! The Cyber Immortal Is Being Snuggled by a Tentacle Monster 救！赛博仙君惨遭触手怪贴贴
This story is complete. Little red packets will be given out in the comments on VIP chapters. Wishing for lots of follows and comments! [Next story: Don't Mess Around, My Pheromones Are Super Intense. Everyone's welcome to follow and save it!] - Double agent immortal lord bottom x nonhuman monster top Qu Linqiu was the last immortal lord versed in the Dao at the Huacang Sect. One day, he opened his eyes and found himself in a cyberpunk world seven hundred years in the future! Thanks for asking.
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The Lost Ark [Apocalypse] 遗落方舟[末世]
“We used to gaze up at the stars and wonder about our place in the universe. Now all we do is keep our heads down and worry about how to survive on this land.” Interstellar In 2499 AD, excessive energy consumption had left humanity's home in ruins. With sandstorms raging day after day, frequent earthquakes, violent volcanic eruptions, and tsunamis, humanity no longer had the strength to fight back. In 2503 AD, the United Earth Government officially declared that humanity had entered the “Doomsd
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Don't Mess Around, My Pheromones Are Extremely Fierce 别闹，我信息素超凶
-[Dearest readers, please hit that favorite button and save this for later~ Mwah!] Everyone at Nancheng No. 1 High knew that Class A's science track had a bad-tempered, imposing beta whose coolness reached a height of eight feet. Even a big, muscular Alpha who provoked him would get rubbed into the ground. He was indisputably the school's top delinquent. But no one expected an accident to trigger his second gender differentiation, and, to make matters worse, leave him with intermittent pheromon
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The Most Hated One Crashed and Burned After Dumping the Scumbag CEO 万人嫌渣掉霸总后翻车了
[Coming soon, stay tuned~] When Xu Yi left all those years ago, his parting words, “Let's never meet again,” were delivered with breezy finality. He never expected to run into him again four years later, only to find that the musician had all but vanished from the scene, living in such poverty that he would have to sleep under a bridge if he couldn't pay rent. Meanwhile, the rich young master who had once been a disheveled street urchin had put on a suit and transformed into a celebrated busin
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