AshPurgatory2025
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Holding the Bellyband, which was embroidered with Narcissus flowers, Lin Xun felt extremely conflicted, especially since the Bellyband still carried a slight warmth. Lin Xun felt exactly like Hong Shixian right now, or maybe Cheng-ge? No, no! Like a hammer! (What the hell!) I shouldn't be the problem, right... It must be this girl who's a bit strange... But this Bellyband feels really comfortable to the touch. What material is it…-
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"Husband? Who is that woman?" Jiang Qingshang approached Lin Xun step by step, holding a kitchen knife, her eyes vacant and devoid of light. "Woman? Which woman?" In the courtyard, Lin Xun retreated step by step, feeling completely unwell. "Qinger, put down the kitchen knife first..." "Which woman? You tell me, Husband." Jiang Qingshang looked to the side. Lin Xun followed Jiang Qingshang's gaze. Nong Qin was holding a child. The Little…
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If it were a chaste and virtuous woman fighting to the death to protect her purity, Lin Xun could understand. But the opponent was a Cultivator of the Huanxi Sect; it wasn't that Lin Xun had a prejudice against them. It was mainly because Huanxi Sect Cultivators were heartless and had no concept of chastity; every one of them could drive a car fast enough to break records at Mount Akina. Asking them to die to protect their purity? Was that a…
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"Miss Bai, perhaps... there's something wrong with your bead?" Lin Xun backed away, but the mandarin duck cauldron was only so big; he hit the cauldron wall after just one step. Although Bai Luoxue was a girl of few words and even fewer expressions, her intelligence was perfectly fine. How could she believe Lin Xun's nonsense? He wouldn't be able to fool her that easily... Bai Luoxue took a step forward, closing in on Lin Xun, seemingly wanting to remove…
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Jiang Qingshang is going to die in the Desolate Territory? This middle-aged man wants to become the Young Lord of the Zilin Holy Land? The ones chasing Bai Luoxue aren't the same group? Lin Xun felt like he had just stumbled upon some major gossip. "You want to be the Young Lord of the Zilin Holy Land? With just you?" Bai Luoxue said indifferently; it should have been a tone full of doubt, perhaps even with a hint of mockery. But…
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"Huh?" Lin Xun thought he had misheard. Like her? Where on earth did she get that conclusion from? Wait, no... where did this girl get such confidence? This girl is definitely not right in the head. "Why do you say that, Miss?" Lin Xun suppressed the feeling in his heart, which felt like ten thousand grass-mud horses were stampeding through it. "You don't ask for anything from me, yet you still take me in. It's either because you lust after my body, or you've fallen for…
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Waking up in the morning, Lin Xun stretched. Yaya's short little arms were wrapped around his neck, her chin resting on his shoulder, still not quite awake. Carrying Yaya out of the room, Lin Xun planned to wash her up and then head out to the street for breakfast together. After breakfast, he would go check on (and trick) that girl. However, as soon as the door opened, he saw the slender-figured young girl sitting quietly in the courtyard, gazing at the peach…
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"Where... is this?" On the bed, the young girl slowly opened her eyes. A pair of peach blossom eyes shimmered like the bright moon. There was no makeup at the corners of her eyes, yet they hooked up like a cat's tail. Lowering her head, the girl noticed she had already been changed into a new set of clothes, though the veil on her face was still there. What on earth happened? Closing her eyes, the girl sat cross-legged on the bed to perform internal observation. Inside her body, although she…
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"Wait? What's going on? A scam? Did I just run into a scammer?" As Lin Xun walked into the small alleyway, he saw a young girl dressed in a black dress collapsed on the ground. Judging by her figure and the delicate features between her brows, the girl appeared to be no more than sixteen years old. The girl wore a black veil, but even through it, Lin Xun could sense the beautiful shape of her small, melon-seed face. Lying on her side, her figure was revealed; while not as…
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In the courtyard, looking at the food on the table, Lin Xun fell into deep thought once again. One big and one small, one human and one fox, both were dazed. Takeout again, that same common taste. After being "baptized" by Jiang Nongqin's cooking these past few days, Lin Xun and Yaya found this takeout to be as tasteless as chewing wax. It wasn't that Lin Xun hadn't tried cooking himself, but he only knew four dishes: Sweet and Sour Chicken Wings,…
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