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... of awareness, another scenery was presented right in front of him.

Besides the mirror light and pitch-black sun, there was also a gloomy-looking cloud. The cloud started to unfurl before changing. Its surface area expanded and it slowly turned from illusory to real.

After a while, a golden radiance flashed. As this radiance condensed, it slowly converted into a Buddha that appeared to be omnipresent.

However, the changes that this buddha experienced were not as rapi ...

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Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage

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On her wedding night, framed for infidelity and to be burnt alive?Chu Qianli laughed heartlessly, “I've already written the divorce letter for you, farewell.”Feng Yexuan seized her firmly, his cold and sinister voice cutting through the air, “Thinking of leaving? The only way out is over my dead body!”…The Divine Doctor unexpectedly transmigrated into the unlearned Princess of Prince Xuan, and Chu Qianli only wanted to live an easy life without any ambitions.But she inadvertently caught the attention of the obsessive and insane Prince Xuan and accidentally got spoiled to the heavens!One day.The officials approached with gloomy faces, “Prince, the Princess is causing chaos in the Golden Hall again, please reassert your authority!”Feng Yexuan knelt before his wife with a thud, presenting a “taming husband whip” with both hands, “Lili, I've ripped their mouths for you, can you be a little gentler?”

Chapter 1174: To Death!

The Demon's Menu

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When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadows began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallow his saliva. Hunger was the best spur.