
Northeast China in Turmoil: Black Blood Floods the Songhua River
东北风云:黑血漫过松花江
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- Ongoing
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- 1.5M Words
- Genre
- Urban Fiction
- Subgenre
- Urban Life
- Updated
- 15h ago
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- 4Bestsellers (Monthly) · Male · #1 in Urban
- 5Bestsellers (Weekly) · Male · #2 in Urban
- 11Popular (Monthly) · Male · #3 in Urban
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- 72Popular (All-time) · Male · #19 in Urban
- 243Most Updated (Monthly) · Male · #82 in Urban
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Bonus chapter
They said they'd be adding more chapters while I was in Guangxi for a meeting, but nothing's happened.
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YoK
That's amazing! Incredible!
There was no Liezi at the gate, but Zhuangzi was seen beneath the mat. A hermit pounded medicine in the morning, the wind stirring a clear, melodious sound. (Zhuangzi, "The Qilin Sword")
꧁❦༺ "Jay Chou Retreat"༻❦꧂ In one's lifetime, how many hundreds or thousands of lives are taken? Only seeking pleasure for oneself, what regard is there for the suffering of others? Though the strong prey on the weak, and one may do as one pleases, the poison of resentment is stored in the eighth consciousness, causing life after life to be filled with mutual slaughter. If this root is not uprooted, the cycle of killing will be difficult to reverse.
Keep updating!
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