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What? Someone from the Foundation is actually making shelters? Are they crazy? The god with the number S01 is also being made? What Mechanical Theocracy? The Broken Organization? Ancient Sleepers? Something huge?
Author: The Aristocrat ..
BLiu Tu has been a skeleton since he was a child and inherited Liu Sanmu's skills of geomancy, fortune telling and dragon spotting ......
Author: by Birds of a Feather..
BChildren on the streets sing a song called "The Nine Heavenly Drums": the first drum, the grass and trees are born; the second drum, the memory of the blank; the third drum, the past is hurt; the fourth drum, the song sheng passes away; the fifth drum, seeks the heavens; the sixth drum, the heart of the matter is clear; the seventh drum, the light of the darkness is born; the eighth drum, the road is broken; and the ninth drum, the flowers of the other side of the shore. Some say that the Nine Drums is an organization, some say that the Nine Drums is a person, and some say that finding the Nine Drums will fulfill *their grand wish. Gu...
Author: Favorite Count Misic..
BNote This book, also known as The Taoist Past, is the New Year's masterpiece of The Last Taoist series Pangu has that ray of life . Avenue fifty, forty-nine heavenly reproduction, so stay one. The Tao gave birth to one, a life of two, two gave birth to three, three gave birth to all things; all things have life and death, or life or death, or death or life, all is the creation. The red dust of three thousand zhang, or greed or kill, or sadness or joy, there are causes and effects, entangled with each other, forming a quantitative kalpa, ...
Author: the passing of time..
BMo Xiaoqi meets the "God Ze who crawls out from the computer" in her rented house. Mo Xiaoqi thinks she has met a male chastity and dares not to go home, and tries her best to drive this male chastity out, only to find out that he is not a ghost but a human being. Since the strange man "living together", Mo Xiaoqi found herself surrounded by a lot of strange things began to happen, "living together" of the silent...
Author: Gugu ..
B"The body is both dead and God is like a spirit, the son of the soul and for the ghost male." Two police legends, once the best partner, fresh clothes and angry horse when young, not to live up to the Shaohua line and know, threatened to never tolerate and foster treachery, resolutely combat the forces of darkness and evil. A sensational bombing in the city caused several people to die, causing Zuo Yu shattered the ideal of the heart. The death of his beloved made him change his temperament greatly, and finally, he was separated from his former partner, Jianbai...
Author: penis ..
BForced to make a living, I entered the crematorium blowing corpses, that day's work I blew a beauty corpse, the result ......
Author: Yukon is carving..
BA theology graduate, an oddball with precognition, and an ordinary man, when they embark on this path, their lives are destined to be uneventful. Although the name of "The Invincible Ghost Hunting Company" is cheesy, they have gone through extraordinary things, from their beginnings to their maturity. In the face of life and death choices, they have no choice! The Mirror of Yin and Yang, the Corpse Jade, the Eternal Life Clan, these are just the tip of the iceberg! Diao Tu's previous works include "Elevator Scare", "Baby, Don't Run", and "Diao Tu's Short Horror Novels 1 and 2". Interested friends can add carving qq 840276362 micro-signal liaodahxz0808 Remarks when write mill iron ha. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do this.
Author: Lao Luo 2013..
BLao Luo, a weird little boy with memories of three lifetimes, died twice of murder. By chance, I became his assistant, helping him to organize an archive recording all kinds of murders, tragic deaths, and paranormal events, and in the process, I discovered a shocking secret about the fate of mankind ......
Author: close the sea..
BMy mother died before I was born, on the third day after my mother was buried, I was plucked out of the grave by my grandfather, who raised me with a deep crack in my palm, cutting off the life line, which has been getting longer and longer as time goes by, eating away at the few life lines, and if the trend continues, I may not live past my eighteenth birthday, and my grandfather traded me for a baby in the womb