Reaper of the Drifting Moon - Chapter 37

Lin Mu rescued a Samoyed.

Capable of eating, smiling, has a high IQ. Picks up anything you teach him quickly, a good helper around the house.

The only thing was that he doesn’t bark nor wag his tail.

Lin Mu took a ham sausage and coaxed for the thousandth time, “wag your tail, and this ham sausage is yours to eat.”

The Samoyed raised his eyes impatiently, and with a single shake of his tail, shook out nine.

Lin Mu: …… F*ck.

Afterwards, the fox that did not wish to reveal his name, Mr. Yan Xuanjing, said in an interview: “Now I regret, I deeply regret. At that time, I shouldn’t have pretended to be a dog to take advantage of him, shouldn’t have touched him, rubbed against him, eaten his food and slept in his bed. Now I have a home that I can’t return to and a wife I can’t sleep with, I regret, deeply regret.”

A learned and easy-going professional grudge-bearing Shou x A certain nine-tailed fox who refuses to say his name and was forced to go to the mortal realm without money Gong

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“Screw magic, I want to learn how to do cool flips and stuff.”

Magic is awesome, until you've studied it for centuries.

Doevm reincarnates into a human to experience the path of a fighter to its fullest and swears not to rely on magic.

There is only one problem, a goddess stands in his way.

She pits him against both the hero and the villain for all of eternity.

How will he escape this, with magic or his fists? Maybe both?

I just want to be different, no one can guess what I want to do, the more mysterious the more powerful.

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[Science Eliminates Immortals] Fake Qi Practicing Phase cultivators: Casting fire and water magic, controlling flying swords to decapitate enemies from several tens of steps away, and possessing a shield magic tool for both offense and defense.Real Qi Practicing Phase cultivators: Driving a Type 99 main battle tank, equipped with a 125mm magic tool main gun pulled by Divine Sense, two 12.7mm anti-aircraft and anti-field magic tool machine guns corrected by Divine Sense, nine assorted electromagnetic missiles suspended at the rear of the tank, drawn together by Divine Sense, and four reconnaissance drones, bombing enemies to ashes from 20 kilometers away.Even more real Nascent Soul cultivator: Operating an Air-Space Mothership cluster, with a combat range spanning thousands of miles...