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Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
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Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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Nightmare Assault
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The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
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The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
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Chapter 314: How Would I Know
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Chapter 1299.5- Coincidence (2)
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Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
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Chapter 1299- Coincidence
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Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
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Chapter 1298- First mission
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Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
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Chapter 392: Sad Future
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Chapter 999: One Versus Six
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Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
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Chapter 50.2
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Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
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Necromancer: I Am A Disaster Chapter 395 - Eat Up. Sister Will Collect Your Corpse (Teaser)
The orchard within the mountain’s belly was vast, brimming with fruit—enough to feed dozens more.
Ning Yiyi devoured them like a gluttonous kitten, her speed astonishing. In no time, she had eaten five fruits, each larger than her fist. Her small belly bulged, making Lin Moyu wonder—was her stomach bottomless? Was she not afraid of bursting?
Yet, despite her usual appetite…
Ning Yiyi clutched her stomach, “Why am I so full? I only ate a few.”
Normally, she could handle over ten, yet now, after just five, she was stuffed to the brim, unable to take another bite.
Lin Mohan walked over and stroked her swollen belly, “Hmm, not bad. Looks like you're six months along.”
"Pfft!" Mo Yun, eating beside them, nearly spat out the fruit in her mouth.
Lin Moyu was always quiet and reserved, but his sister? A complete joker. This family was pure entertainment.
Ning Yiyi pouted, “Sister Mohan, why am I full so quickly?”
Lin Mohan shrugged, “Side effect of the fruit. If you force yourself to eat more, you might…”
Ning Yiyi’s eyes widened, “Might what
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