Personal Stories From The Life of a Writer
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Wait until Ethel approaches before suddenly saying, "Oh … no wonder you can handle it. It turned out to be a mutilated body!"! Revenge opportunity came to see me … " Ethel’s magic tattoo lights up again, and the burning breath in his chest almost reveals Long Lin Surdak can clearly hear the red…
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"I also fix the truth by selling pills, alchemy pills and magic weapons to make money. I didn’t expect that I also need to dig coal to engage in real estate." Hai Kui muttered softly. Cloud precious little moon laughed, "Where is it so easy? You have so many magic weapons of Dan medicine.…
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Because there are not enough sacrifices in the tribe, the wizard doesn’t think there is anything wrong with a big magic tattoo. She will directly cover the tribal warrior with a whole magic skin, but this colonization process will also cause the greatest damage to the tribal warrior’s body Andrew Samira walked out of…
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It is very suitable for this kind of review when all kinds of fragments of Sun Zhou’s life are coming one after another in the dead of night. Sun Zhou felt that this life is mixed. Although he was killed by some experts, it is impossible to suffer whether it is sweet or not.…
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And there is a lot of dust falling from the mouth, which looks like a waterfall made of dust Lynn and Phoenix came in from one of these mouths. Lin Qian didn’t know this place existed. The information I got from those mechanical cubs didn’t record this position, but it seems to be a…
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Lin Guanjia saw that Rio Tinto’s face suddenly changed, although he didn’t care. Jiang recognized, "Yes, they are tattooed. Say Deng Daoyou, don’t you learn a sect?" Other monks also looked at Rio Tinto’s grandson and Gu Liefeng in succession, showing a thoughtful look. Di Tuo got Lin Guanjia’s frown deeper and his face…
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The head is jingling. Is this a woman? But it seems to have gone far. Just when Su Shiyuan’s mind was at ease outside the door, the tile on the top of his head was suddenly lifted, and then a thin thread was arranged along the gap in the roof. The noodle man took…
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"I don’t believe it unless he tells me himself." "Idiot, idiot …" Ningluo’s song is not words, but gently put Zhuolong Yuetou on his shoulder. "I will give this letter to Mu Qingfeng one day. When you see it, you will hide behind the screen, and you will know that his attitude is worse…
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The little boy’s frozen expression has become stupefied and confused, mumbling "… a lot of white, yellow, red, blue … black, black … bad people!" Speaking of which, he seems to have seen a ghost, but he hurriedly ran to the broken temple on one side and hid in the dark, secretly watching the…
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But he didn’t see the kind of marshmallows that KINOMOTO SAKURA likes to eat on weekdays. At this time, he complained a little about why he didn’t see KINOMOTO SAKURA eating that kind of marshmallows at that time. "Hello, miss, I want to ask if you have that kind of red soft-hearted marshmallow with…