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Late at night. Lin Xun gradually fell asleep while holding his soft and smooth wife. When Lin Xun and Jiang Qingshang were truly asleep, at three in the morning, Lin Xun quietly woke up again. Lin Xun secretly split off one of his three souls and placed it onto a piece of Xuan paper in the room. Lin Xun controlled the Xuan paper to fold itself into a paper crane. The paper crane flew toward the neighboring courtyard, which was…-
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"Husband, it's time to eat." "Oh, okay." In the evening, Jiang Qingshang walked out of the kitchen carrying the dishes. Lin Xun seemed quite absent-minded today. Similarly, Jiang Qingshang also felt a bit guilty in her heart. Just now, Jiang Qingshang had added something to the food. This powder came from Medicine King Valley and was called "Fragrance-Free Powder." It was colorless and tasteless, with the effects of inducing sleep, calming…
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Many people sent letters to Jiang Qingshang, especially Cultivators from all over the Myriad Laws World, who would send her love letters. However, as Jiang Qingshang's Realm rose and she consistently rejected the love letters, fewer people sent them now. Finally, after Jiang Qingshang personally declared, "With the Dao as my companion, I shall not take a Dao Companion in this life," people stopped harassing her entirely. "Then who sent this…
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"I want to tell you a secret." She Qiqi looked at Lin Xun with a smile, a thick sense of playfulness flashing in her eyes. "I don't want to hear it." Lin Xun gave She Qiqi a flat look. Whenever she acted like this, Lin Xun knew that whatever She Qiqi was about to say would certainly not be anything good. "But what if I just have to let you know?" She Qiqi sat on the stone table, her flawless long legs dangling at a ninety-degree angle…
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A loud bang echoed from not far away. Simultaneously, Spear Qi surged, and black flames burned in the air like a volcanic eruption. Whether it was Yun Yun or the Cultivators from the Soul and Technique Factions, all of them looked up. Nearby, the Cultivators surrounding Long Leier and Long Yaner were all repelled. A man wearing an Asura mask stepped forward, one pace at a time, until he reached the side of the twin sisters and…
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"Actually, Big Brother Lin... you like me a little... don't you?" Sikong Wangxing mustered her courage, her small hands clutching the quilt as she spoke slowly. The young girl's voice drifted softly through the room. As her voice faded, a period of silence fell over the bedchamber. Lin Xun's heart jolted slightly, and his eyes wavered for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. "Wang Xing, in truth, I really do see you as—" "I can feel it." Sikong…
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Lin Xun woke up early. Upon opening the door, he saw Sikong Jing sleeping on a stone table in the courtyard. What is Senior Sikong doing? He has a wife but doesn't hold her to sleep, preferring to sleep in the courtyard instead? Could this be a quirk of the wealthy? It was truly a bit hard to understand... Hearing someone calling him, Sikong Jing clambered up from the table, looking somewhat weathered. However, when Sikong Jing saw clearly that it…
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"Husband, what's wrong? You look unhappy." Inside the room, Lin Ruo looked at the frowning Sikong Jing and asked in confusion. Wang Xing had finally survived her Life Tribulation, which was a joyous occasion, but why did her husband still look so weighed down by worries? "Wife..." Sikong Jing held his wife's smooth, fair hand. "Actually, there's something I want to tell you." "Mm." Lin Ruo sat on Sikong Jing's lap, her slender arms wrapping…
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Inside the bedroom, the young girl, who had already woken up, lay on the bed with one fair little hand exposed. A silk veil covered the young girl's fair right wrist, and through it, Must Not Die was feeling her pulse. "Senior Must Not Die, how is Wang Xing's condition?" In Wang Xing's room, Must Not Die had just lifted his aged hand from the silk veil when Sikong Jing couldn't help but ask. "No need to worry." Must Not Die said with a…
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Within the young girl's Sea of Consciousness. Lin Xun held Sikong Wangxing tightly. A Soul-eroding coldness continuously encroached upon Lin Xun's Divine Soul. It felt more like a heart-piercing pain, as if thousands of ants were gnawing incessantly within Lin Xun's chest. The heart-devouring pain gave Lin Xun an urge to tear open his clothes and rip out his heart. Next, Lin Xun felt his body burning hot. This burning heat didn't…
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