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The voice was shrill and filled with disbelief. Attacking with a gun sneakily, and even using poison! Besides himself, the Monk had never seen anyone so despicable. Limpness and weakness spread from the root of his thigh. His vision kept darkening, and stars flashed before his eyes. Especially his lungs, which burned with a searing pain. The Monk knew life or death hung in the balance of an instant. If he wanted to live, he had to fight with everything he…-
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The poisonous bees were hideous, their buzzing incessant. Bursts of sinister laughter reached his ears. "Li Changhai, how does it feel? Last time, at the critical moment, you broke my cultivation. I remember it like it was yesterday!" The voice was elusive, its location impossible to pin down. The old Taoist, who was pressing down firmly on Zhang Yian while waving his sleeves to block the approaching poisonous bees, frowned, but his mouth didn't stop. "Cultivating with the blood…
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East Temple Street, the back hall of the paper offering shop. Before the Three Pure Ones' altar, the old Daoist held incense and bowed. In the corner, the medicinal fragrance of the Iron Temple's unique bone-setting and muscle-regenerating decoction wafted through the air. Zhang Yian stood to the side on crutches, looking at his Junior Martial Uncle's back, hesitating to speak. This morning, before dawn, his companion had sent a message: The Earl is dead; wait for…
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Looking at the carriage moving slowly ten meters away, a flash of surprise crossed Ding Xie's eyes. He didn't need to look closely; one glance was enough. Ding Xie was certain that this carriage was the one that had left Laphdunn Manor last night. Taiwan Novel Network has a complete library for you to choose from. Ding Xie hadn't been looking for it specifically. Having just returned to his hiding spot near North-Gazing Tower to drop off the 【doctors…
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The perspective within the crystal ball disrupted Rhine's subsequent rhetoric. According to the original plan, Rhine should have already begun displaying his mystery and expressing his friendship with Laphdon to everyone. But... a demon was staring at this place! As an apprentice of the Royal Alchemists Association, Rhine knew exactly what his true level was. If he hadn't stolen this crystal ball from a professor, he would just be an ordinary person with…
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Hidden within the shrubs, the barrel of a gun lay concealed. Raindrops crackled, and a sinister killing intent was revealed. Ding Xie squatted there, looking at the distant manor from afar. He watched a carriage depart and silently noted its direction—wherever one travels, traces are left behind. As long as one looks carefully, they can always be found. Especially a carriage like that, which was not something an ordinary family could afford. Subsequently, Ding Xie's gaze returned…
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Carriages, one after another, traveled through the curtain of rain. Inside these carriages, were some in crisp suits, behaving like gentlemen. Others were in black silk short-sleeved outfits, with sleeves rolled up and chests exposed. And some were in uniforms, solemn and unsmiling. At this moment, they were all flocking to one place— a building located halfway up the mountain. Laphdunn Manor. Or rather... The Jazzman's Club. The former was the well-known name, while the…
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The bullet drilled out from the back of Qin Long's head, tearing a massive hole along with the so-called 'Adamantine Invulnerable Armor.' Poof! Rich blood and Qi gushed out. Sustained by drugs, Qin Long did not die instantly. At this moment, he still had his mouth open, wailing incessantly. "Aaaah!" Ding Xie raised his foot, aimed at Qin Long's neck, and stepped down. 【Remember this site's domain name, Taiwan Novel Network, to relieve boredom,…
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Bang! A gunshot rang out. But Qin Long did not fall. Silk threads! The cluster of silk threads Qin Long had thrown earlier had layered itself in front of him, forming a tough yet soft net. The moment the bullet struck, the net stretched from its nearly transparent state into a visible milky white, with several threads snapping under the overwhelming pressure. But there were too many remaining threads. After a few snapped, the bullet was still successfully…
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The voice was soft and beautiful, like a spring breeze. The words were malicious, like snakes and scorpions. It made one shudder without being cold. But the woman had no intention of stopping; she continued to speak softly— "Do you really not intend to come in? Then... I'll have Qin Sang control them to go find you, okay?" Joyful, expectant. Like a girl in the first flush of love, the woman spoke while lightly stroking her cheek; then, feeling it was too abrupt, she…
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