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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…-
1.1 M • Ongoing
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“What happened to Li Yi? Did he successfully escape the illusion, or is he already dead?” At this moment. Inside the illusion, Zhang Lei, Daoist Peter, Zhang Zhixiong, and others were all stunned. Because just now, many terrifying changes occurred on Li Yi, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the white bone painting. At first, all the flesh and blood on his body rapidly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye until he was completely reduced to a…-
6.3 M • Ongoing
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After entering October, the winds blowing from the north already carried a distinct chill. But the Honglu Temple Ward was a little livelier than usual. At the beginning of the month, Ding Suian received the first installment of the Street Cleaning Fee. The amount was indeed considerable; even after reducing the share for small vendors like Li Si, they still collected over eighteen hundred taels. He divided the silver into three portions: one for his subordinates, one…-
3.3 M • Ongoing
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Stone Slab Street, Xingsheng Grocery Store. Like many others, it was a shop in the front and a residence in the back. Inside the shop, two assistants seemed to be organizing goods, but they were keeping a sharp lookout in all directions. In the residence, the shopkeeper was already kneeling on one knee. "Greetings, My Lord." "Mhm, rise." Liu Jiang nodded gently. After the shopkeeper rose, he immediately brought hot tea and a hot towel for Liu Jiang to warm his face…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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“Is this the illusion created by the qi objects? It’s truly realistic and eerie.” At this moment, Lin Yue was pulled into the illusion. However, she found that the surrounding scenery hadn’t changed at all; she was still in the cultivation room. The only difference was that Li Yi behind her had disappeared, and some of her bodily perceptions were gone. It seemed she was no longer a flesh-and-blood body, but merely a soul, a thought. Lin Yue also looked at her…
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6.3 M • Ongoing
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Normally, meeting a fellow disciple is a pleasant affair. Of course, there are also abnormal situations. Like right now, with the mutual recognition between Yi Yiyi and Zhao Yan. Back on the journey to Yunzhou, Nickname had accidentally caught Ding Suian and this seductive woman engaging in lewd acts in broad daylight, and had felt a dislike for her ever since. Later, when Zhao Yan straddled and hugged Ding Suian outside the Prince Ren's…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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Eventually, after Jiang Nongqin calmed down, Lin Xun changed his clothes. With a slight squeeze, water literally wrung out of his sleeves. The ancients said, "Women are like water." The ancients truly did not deceive me. "Let Nong Qin wash them for the Young Master," the girl said, her cheeks slightly flushed after calming down, as she looked at the clothes stained by her tears. Recalling how she had just clutched Your Highness's sleeve and cried…-
6.1 M • Ongoing
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The Old Servant in the City Lord's Mansion never expected that this young Martial Practitioner would truly act without hesitation, disregarding the court and showing no fear of the Fan Family, one of the so-called Eight Kings. Moreover, even though he hadn't even condensed Gang Qi, the explosive power of his punches could force him to retreat repeatedly. Those powerful, heavy punches, one after another, were truly terrifying. If this continued, he would undoubtedly die; there was no…
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6.3 M • Ongoing
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The 49th year of the Great Wu legitimacy, the 10th day of the third lunar month. Afternoon, the hour of Weishi. Five-Mile Pavilion, west of Central Heaven. Along the imperial road outside the pavilion, colorful tents stretched into the distance. Officials from the Ministry of Rites were dressed in court robes, their expressions relaxed, while the Imperial Guards stood with bright armor and fluttering banners. On the left side of the imperial road, the Emperor's second…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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Two voices, one after the other. One with a black face, one with a red face. Threats and persuasion coexisted. Ding Xie listened, about to laugh. He didn't prove himself, nor did he ask any further questions. He just pressed a button on his built-in intercom and said softly— "Scram!" The voice was soft, but outside the door, defenses broke. A furious voice roared. "You wait! You just wait for me!" Ding Xie remembered these two voices, a chill rising in his…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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