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Surviving In The Ancient Times With Limitless Supplies

Xu Xiang is a doomsday survivor who survived for forty years. Before she could fulfill her dream of becoming the overlord, she died. Opening her eyes, she returned to the fifteen years before the doomsday began. With the help of her family heirloom the dragon and phoenix ring, she hoards supplies and prepares to welcome the doomsday. Unfortunately, she was betrayed by her own family and died the night before the doomsday begins. With hatred in her heart, she swallowed the dragon and phoenix ring and jumped off the cliff. When she opened her eyes again, she was still alive, but arrived in a world that was plagued by endless wars and constant natural disasters. Although she's lucky enough to get another chance, she's unknowingly drawn into political turmoil where someone may be killed without knowing who the killer is. Can she survive in this ancient world that is more dangerous and full of hidden dangers than her own? Can she find the courage to trust someone else again? After two lifetimes, can she find her own happiness?

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I Am Sicker And Crazier Than You

Looking at Xu Xiang's sleepy face, Mu Yucheng sat back on the bed, held her warm hands, and said, "I saw you were sleeping so soundly, so I didn't wake you up."

Xu Xiang yawned again and said, "I think I won't be able to sleep again tonight. I slept too much during the day."

Hearing what she said, the corners of Mu Yucheng's mouth curved up. He approached her slowly, then kissed her earlobe and said in a sexy low voice: "Very good. Then we can practice dual cultivation tonight."

After saying that, he kissed her lips gently. Before he could begin, someone called from outside.

"Martial Uncle, my Shifu said that he already prepared a banquet at the observatory platform to welcome you back."

After listening to what the disciple of his senior brother said, Mu Yucheng sighed and said, "All right, I know."

The little boy outside clasped his fists, bowed slightly, and said, "Then this disciple will take my leave."