MachineSamurai9124
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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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The woman's hands were like white jade, slender and long. But Qin Long was in no mood to appreciate them. In his eyes, there was only that scroll— Martial arts have an end, but the spirit is infinite. No path to the heavens, use martial arts as a ladder. As early as age twenty, when he reached Major Achievement in the bear, tiger, eagle, and leopard forms, Qin Long felt a heaviness, as if a hundred-pound weight had appeared out of thin air and pressed down on…
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Clang! The blade sang. The wind rose. Rain splattered. The Chrysanthemum Tsuba Blade Pattern drew a flash of cold light before the eyes of the three Ronin Guards. Thud! Three sounds merged into one. Three heads soared into the air. Blood sprayed, gushing like a spring. The Brothel's plaque was instantly stained red. The chaotic, foul Qi immediately turned Yin. A Nine-Petaled Chrysanthemum flickered faintly beneath the plaque. The next…
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The text flashing before Ding Xie's eyes was more dazzling than thunder— 【Shenxiao Visualization in progress...】 【mind 2 check passed; the thunder has no impact on your sanity!】 【Transcendence 2 check passed; the visualization has no impact on your cognition!】 【Writing this, I hope readers remember our domain name. For Taiwan novels, visit Anytime Reading.】 【Determined as a rookie instance; difficulty for learning and promoting the Shenxiao…
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The Imperial Person's arrogant announcement was heard clearly by the old Daoist standing outside the window. Immediately, the old Daoist clenched his fists. "Barbarian insolence!" "This is going too far!" A murderous intent surfaced in the old Daoist's eyes. But quickly, that murderous intent was replaced by confusion. The present was no longer like the past. Since those purple flowers replaced the golden crops and covered the land of Shenzhou, and since the ironclad ships…
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Zhang Yian had disguised himself, once again wearing a fake mustache and sunglasses. Wooden crutches were tucked under his armpits, and his legs were wrapped in bandages that gave off a thick scent of medicine. Of course, that wasn't the most important thing. The most important thing was the white porcelain bottle in Zhang Yian's hand. When that familiar medicinal scent drifted into his nostrils, a burning sensation rose once again. The ziwei xia pill! Instantly, Ding…
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