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 It would be better to say that they quarreled perfectly with my observation of them. B said that my movie was taken over by my husband's company. With the character of my husband, it is absolutely impossible for him to shoot his bamboo horse in this movie.
 Although I don't know if it should be said that he is infatuated, it is still silly.
 The protagonist of that film is a three. Although I deliberately molded his image into a three that felt innocent in the heart and was compelled to do it in the name of true love, in the final analysis, the protagonist was a three. My husband took into account His relationship, and subsequent influence, will not give protagonists to Zhu Ma.
 But his silly bamboo horse would certainly not listen to his persuasion. He would only think that my husband did not love him so much, because he gave such a powerful resource to others, and he would even think that my husband was It's not that there is a junior.
 He was so stupid that he could tell from the unscrupulous and undisguised look he gave me when I sent my husband last time, but I was too lazy to care about it.
 Being a dead house is very happy, but they just don't want me to be a dead house, so I can't blame me.
 My husband's attitude towards me was great in those days. He even took me to their friend's banquet. I asked who he was, and he reported a lot of names. When he reported his name, he paused. After a while, although only a few seconds, I saw the loneliness in his eyes.
 Before going to the banquet, I added a little, a little medicine c to my husband's water. By the way, when I arrived at the hotel, I went around in the name of going to the toilet, and put a few taps in the toilet.
 At the banquet, I kept my head down for dinner, pretending that I didn't see the fiery eyes that Zhu Ma cast on my husband, and pretending that I didn't see the malice in their friends' eyes. There is nothing to be angry about, I think, they are just a bunch of idiots who got off to work with the help of my husband.
 On the way, Zhu Ma came to toast my husband, and they drank it with a smile. I then felt that the husband beside me was uneasy, and he went out to the toilet.
 Immediately afterwards, Zhu Ma also went out.
 I know that my plan will succeed.
 It was a long time before they came back one after the other, and their faces turned red. At this time the banquet was almost over. I saw the group of my husband's friends toasting him one after another, while Zhu Ma gave me a demonstrative glance and went out.
 I know he should have convinced my husband to give him a movie role.
 I also know that my plan should succeed.
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 I think my husband wants to kill me.
 Whether it’s forgetting to turn off the gas or finding the bathroom door locked after I just finished bathing, it all makes me feel that he wants to kill me.
 I know that I shouldn’t be considering this because we are a gay couple and we have been together for seven years.
 Our relationship is also stable, and he is very good to me.
 But I really think he wants to kill me.
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 My uncle said that my fate was a good stuff for dealing with the dead. It would even be a waste if I did not use it. Unexpectedly, as his ominous words, I had a tough marriage with a dead. This male ghost was despicable and shameless in every respect, who not only threatened and coerced me, but also promised faithfully: “when I was alive, the women who admired me was as much as the carps crossing the river. Are you sure you don’t marry me? This is your last chance.” Of course I shook my head resolutely, but what he did to me next was something I never expected…
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 On the server “Altar,” a high-class survival game was officially launched. Survival was the only logic in the human game of alliance, betrayal, and human-natured games of deceit and treachery. After the smoke of gunpowder ends, only the survivors can speak.
 As soon as he opened his eyes, the amnesiac An Wujiu saw a person at his side killed. While in confusion, a floating green typeface appeared before him.
 Variable Name: An Wujiu 
 Attributes: Male, 20 years old 
 Game Rounds: 5 
 Win Rate: 100/100 
 Danger Rank: SSS
 No wonder they were afraid.
 The first time he saw An Wujiu, Shen Ti felt curious. The kindness and fragility in those eyes were not fake, so how could he survive in the Altar? It was until he saw the man had a sudden personality change. He recklessly gambled regardless of the cost, casually estranged people, grew further excited on the verge of death, and even calculated against himself to win. Only then did Shen Ti realize that it was his own cognitive bias.
 Fortunately, he wasn’t a normal person either.
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 The world regained consciousness.
 It was surprised to find ‘little animals’ doing a lot of ‘unauthorised’ things on its body.
 At midnight, in the year of 2018, a voice appeared in the minds of all citizens: “Hello, parasites.”
 A reaper gong, who doesn’t like to talk and strikes once to hit ten VS a fake white lotus and river god shou, who pits to kill.
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 There was a waiting mirror in front of Bai Fan. In the mirror, Bai Fan was laughing at himself. 
 It’s weird– 
 Because he didn’t laugh at all. 
 Under Bai Fan’s gaze, the corner of his mouth in the mirror was grinning to the base of his neck. 
 Even Bai Fan, who had always been calm, showed a touch of surprise. Seeing the other party opening his blood basin to his head, Bai Fan slowly raised the phone in his hand—— 
 There was a click. 
 He compared to a scissor hand and took a group photo.
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 Bai Lixin was caught in a strange game. 
 [Ding! Welcome players to the immersive escape game.] [Ding! Let’s begin the luck detection. The luck will be linked to the player’s copy selection.] As the other players’ tests were A,B,B..the detection system slowly pulsed on Bai Lixin’s head. 
 [Ding! Congratulations player; your luck is F-, and the universe deems you unlucky!] [Ding! Congratulations to the player. You have obtained the special title – “God of Bad Luck” (unique).] Bai Lixin: “???” 
 Congratulations? Where’s the joy in that? 
 Soon after, the players trapped in the escape game found that there was an incredibly beautiful but tragic player in the game. 
 The face is unbelievable, the strength is unbeatable, but the luck is so bad that the copy he gets either has a bug or is a horror S level. 
 Just when everyone thought that the little beauty would certainly die, he broke through countless levels and embarked on the road to immortality. 
 . 
 . 
 Bai Lixin, the full-level boss, mistakenly strayed into a strange game to find his husband. 
 Later, he found that his old attacker had become all kinds of bosses in the copy and these big bosses were most often not human. 
 A water body, true ancestor of the vampire clan, an undead knight, a dragon…. 
 Well, he had to admit that each had its own advantages
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 Lin Muge has passed from a society where weird creatures and humans coexist peacefully to a period when weird has just recovered.
 Full of brain knowledge made him choose to become a popular science up master, to help everyone better understand strange creatures.
 “Don’t learn from me, everyone, if you are accidentally caught by the spirit, don’t break away easily, it will blow people’s confidence.”
 In the gloomy castle, Lin Muge was very guilty and stretched out his arms to the side with the aggrieved weirdness.
 “It’s said that people nowadays have a cup of milk tea a day, and human blood is sweetened and can’t drink more. Why can’t you control yourself?”
 In the chaotic graves at night, he took his cellphone and pointed to this blood basin full of cavities, reproaching and speaking with heartache.
 His professional and rigorous science popularization made him gain popularity rapidly.
 But looking at the ridicule of every video full of barrage, Lin Muge feels helpless.
 “I’m really not a weird figure!”
 “This is really a serious science video!”
 “Everyone remembers one-key triple connection!”
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 Qin Wen is a salted fish, accidentally crossing into this world, alone, bubbling poorly, his parents are strangely missing, and the original Qin Wen suddenly died at home.
 He has almost nothing, only an exorcism firm on the verge of bankruptcy. As an ordinary person, how could he hunt demons?
 After frantically testing on the edge of danger and death for a month, Qin Wen finally ushered in his golden finger. He wants to form his own exorcism team to solve all kinds of bizarre incidents, and overtake or control all kinds of strange evil spirits. .
 As the firm became more and more famous, Qin Wen also discovered his secrets.
 There is such a rumored office that people who have been to say it is super professional!
 But somehow, they never repeat customers.
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 I traverse along the pathway of darkness and imagination…
 Entering the realm born by human imaginations…
 Challenging Harry Potter’s magic, commanding the great Pirates of the Caribbean.
 Terminating the Terminator’s strength, tearing apart the Matrix’s Hallucination.
 Virus is my slave.
 Endurance my inheritance.
 Growing and hunting in the boundless universe.
 Breaking through boundaries in a mysterious space.
 Desiring evil, conspiracy and betrayer. Who can redeem what was already lost?
 In a battle of demons, who can leave an immortal legacy?
 A declining Trump card, Final evolution!
 I’m… on a journey!
 We are one!
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 “I think… my boyfriend is trying to kill me,” Lin Sanjiu muttered. 
 As she thought about that rich, handsome, and gentle boyfriend of hers, she could not help but tremble all over. 
 At the present, someone close to her had personally raised the curtains to an apocalyptic hell, and slowly, it was creeping up to her. 
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 What if earth devolved into a apocalyptic hellhole? What if you found out you not only have to survive just one apocalyptic event but have to struggle through multiple worlds with different end-world scenarios? And you get to meet more superpowered crazies than you can imagine! 
 Presenting the worst nightmare that your weird doomsday prepper neighbour with a bunker full of canned beans could have, Doomsday Wonderland is a novel filled with subverted tropes, non-OP characters and a female friendly label which offends all politically correct fanatics. 
 As ‘lucky’ humans evolved to posthumans with the ability to adapt to the New World or mutate into disgusting duoluozhongs to survive, follow Lin Sanjiu as she struggles through multiple challenges to just live one more day… and make sense of this New World that will no longer be the same.
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 Traveling through the world, it happened to be catching up with the supernatural recovery. 
 Ghosts and monsters appear at night, and there are evil gods and demons gazing at them in the depths. 
 All kinds of capable people and strangers have also sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain. 
 The world has completely changed. 
 Fortunately, He Wenzhi awakened Goldfinger and did 50 push-ups: Strength +1. 
 Run for a kilometer: Physique +1. 
 I saw something that made people bloody: mental power +1. 
 I am not bald and I am stronger.
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 How do you survive when your dorm room becomes a playground?
 In the dormitory building at 8 o’clock at night, the nightlife belonging to the university had just begun.
 Suddenly, the lights went out. All universities in the world were plunged into darkness.
 “Ding ding ding, dang dang dang”
 “Dear classmates, welcome to [Dormitory Survival Game], happy dormitory life begins!” Blood flowed from the sink, the bed tent turned into a different dimension space, and the zombies crashed into the dormitory.
 There are countless pairs of peeping eyes outside the door and balcony. Water shortage, food shortage, extreme environment, survival crisis.
 “Instructions for students: The highest rule for dormitory survival—”
 “First, the living cannot leave the dormitory.”
 “Second, please protect your dormitory.”
 “Third, please protect your roommates.”
 “Fourth, every weekend there will be an update in the global dormitory survival rankings, please work hard to rush into the double first-class, 985, 211*, and strive to be the world’s top!”
 ——-
 When she heard the strange singing, Tang Xinjue was opening the bags of daily necessities with a toothbrush in her mouth.
 “…”
 Tang Xinjue fell silent as she saw the toilet plunger in her hand.
 ——-
 *) 985 and 211 universities means some better universities in China.
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 Offered as a bride to Hades at the age of eighteen.
 Pestered by evil spirits in the day, and taken advantage of by a perverted demon at night.
 Pervert: “Dear, a night with you is worth more than gold.”
 I leaned away as I clenched my teeth angrily: “Worth my foot!”
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