I Livestream Divination to the World
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[ILivestreamDivination] Chapter 72.5 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
At this moment, a familiar piercing pain came over him, as if someone had grabbed his heart and was stirring it inside his chest. He raised his hands to cover his chest, his face turning pale; he pressed his hands on the seat, trying hard not to fall down. It became clear to him that Continue reading
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[ILivestreamDivination] Chapter 72.4 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
The yin envoy said that the spell would only last for half an hour. Half an hour later, he, a dead man, and she, a living woman, would be separated from each other forever, and they would not recognize each other if they should ever meet again. ‘Tut-tut-tut’ The young couple excitedly walked to the foot of Continue reading
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[ILivestreamDivination] Chapter 72.3 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
An Rugu opened the folded book and looked at Wei Haichen’s information again. On the line ‘yin envoy in charge’, there was only her name. How could there be another yin envoy? She took the memorial and realized something was wrong. “Who found you before me? According to my documents, you are now a wandering soul who did Continue reading
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[ILivestreamDivination] Chapter 72.2 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
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An Rugu raised her hand and touched his head; she loosened the soul-binding chain. “The road is quite dangerous and accidents are likely to happen. I will put you in the soul-calling banner first and release you when we reach the Land God temple.” Then, power poured out from her fingers. With a thought, the Continue reading
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[ILivestreamDivination] Chapter 72.1 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
When Zhang Fan thought about the vegetable noodles his mother mentioned, his mouth watered. By habit, he raised his hand to hold his mother’s hand. “Mom, I want to eat green vegetable noodles. I don’t want carrot ones. Carrot ones taste bad.” But his hand passed through his mother’s hand and didn’t manage to hold Continue reading

