Chapter 18 : Blogger
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Even through the screen, the hand reflected in the glass still caught her attention. Because it simply couldn’t be how water plants were supposed to look. Though thin strands of…
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Chapter 17 : Willow’s Words
“Shimei (or junior), your school’s new student registration is next Monday, right?” “Sigh, I can’t believe in the blink of an eye you’re already in university! I still think of…
Chapter 16 : Elective Courses
“Li Xiaozhen, what are you doing?!” Snapping back to reality, Zhao Yingying’s expression twisted in disbelief. She stared at the pencil, now broken cleanly in two on the floor, then…
Chapter 25 : Decisive
Half a month ago, two days after the secret realm opened. A man wiped the blood off his sword blade and stared coldly at the two corpses on the ground,…
Chapter 24 : Reasons
Purple Vein Spirit Tree. This was a quasi-Fifth Grade Spirit Tree. The reason it was only quasi-Fifth Grade, and not truly Fifth Grade, was because its fruit had yet to…
Chapter 23 : Junior Sister Still Wants It
Three days. For three days, Chen Yuyang remained silent, simply following Ling Xi. Unlike others who entered the Ziyang Secret Realm filled with excitement and anticipation, he seemed detached, as…
Chapter 17 : The origin is out of control, Chu You becomes a demon!
The word “responsibility” was bitten off heavily by Lin Mo, filled with ambiguous and unclear implications, rippling through the air in waves that made hearts skip a beat. “Lin Mo!…
Chapter 16 : Personal service is also your responsibility
Chu You no longer paid any attention to Chen Xinyu and the others. She had come only to vent the anger inside her, and now that her wish was fulfilled,…
Chapter 15 : Do you treat your boyfriend as air?
“Are you Chu You?” Lu Ran stepped forward slowly, his expression indifferent, his tone carrying a cold superiority. Chu You shook her head, a sly curve appearing at the corner…
Chapter 14 : Are you going to come here to get beaten, or am I going to beat you up?
Night had fallen. As the last soldier on the northwestern border retreated into the city, the wasteland became a playground for the aberrants. “Rustle, rustle…” Under the moonlight, a pair…