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Nong Qin's words gently drifted by the spring. Zhu Ling pursed her small lips, lightly holding Nong Qin's hand, wanting desperately to say something but not knowing how to start. It's all that Big Bad Guy's fault! He clearly already has someone he likes, so why did he have to provoke Sister Nongqin? Big Bad Guy, flower thief, pervert! Lecher! Listening to Nong Qin's words, Wang Xing lowered her beautiful head. Wang Xing's Star…-
6.1 M • Ongoing
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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…-
1.1 M • Ongoing
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"Sister Nongqin, you're from the same Sect as Young Master Lin, right? And you seem to have a very good relationship." Sikong Wangxing smiled as she looked at Jiang Nongqin. "Ah, no... no." Jiang Nongqin's cheeks were flushed, and she waved her hands repeatedly. "Nong Qin's status is humble; how could I dare speak of a good relationship with Your Highness? Nong Qin... Nong Qin is just Your Highness's subordinate..." "Eh? Is it really just like…
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6.1 M • Ongoing
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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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1.1 M • Ongoing
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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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1.1 M • Ongoing
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"Miss Sikong! Don't worry, I'm coming to save you right now!" "Miss Zhu Ling! I will definitely rescue you from the Devil's clutches!" "That young lady! I definitely won't let this Devil Head touch you!" "Devil Head! Take this!" The circle shrank again, they were attacked again, and then these members of the Orthodox Sects wanted to rescue Sikong Wangxing and the others again. Because Nong Qin did not look like a villain at all, especially with…
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6.1 M • Ongoing
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"Young Master Lin... is it... is it very strange for Wang Xing to wear this necklace?" Finally, the young girl, whose cheeks were burning intensely, spoke up. "Ah, no, it looks very good. That is, I mean it suits Miss Wangxing very well." Only then did Lin Xun realize his rudeness, and he quickly looked away. Damn it. Faced with Nong Qin's massive evil, he could quickly avert his gaze, but looking at someone's neck, how did he lose himself? Could this be…
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6.1 M • Ongoing
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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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1.1 M • Ongoing
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Under a tree, Zhu Ling's slender fingers rested on Jiang Nongqin's fair wrist as she examined her body. Half an hour had passed since Lin Xun wiped out those Mountain and Marsh Rogue Cultivators. Half an hour ago, not a single one of those Mountain and Marsh Rogue Cultivators escaped; they all lost their lives on the spot. Originally, Lin Xun wanted to erase their Primordial Spirits so they wouldn't even have a chance at Reincarnation, but…
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6.1 M • Ongoing
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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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1.1 M • Ongoing
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