MTL - Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment - Chapter 49 There is no one in fifty years, but there is one in a hundred years

The uncanny Dao of heaven, the abnormal immortal and buddha, is it true? Is it false? Lost in confusion, Li Huowang can not distinguish.

However, it wasn’t just these that he cannot distinguish, but also himself. He’s sick. He’s very sick.

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【Loving you is the sweetest thing in my heart】

Everyone in the First Affiliated Hospital knows that Xu Mai of the Cardiac Surgery Department is a high-altitude flower with first-class medical skills, first-class talent and appearance, and a icy aura… also first-class, which has frostbitten the hearts of a large number of suitors.

The new intern, Min Yue, became more and more courageous with the cold, persistently chasing after Xu Mai and wagging his tail: “Master, Master, I can warm the bed. The operating room is so cold, will you marry me?”

【Min Yue’s Love Story Theater】

Min Yue: “Master, as soon as I saw you, the dopamine level in my brain rose rapidly.”

Xu Mai was looking at the case and ignored her.

Min Yue pointed to her heart: “Master, the place between my second and fifth ribs is where you live.”

Xu Mai flipped through the medical records, but still ignored her.
Min Yue suddenly hugged her sweetheart from behind: “Master, I like you.”
Xu Mai stared at the case, his ears turned red quietly.
CP: Deputy Chief Physician of Bingshan Beauty x Energetic and Sweet-mouthed Trainee Physician

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Beast Taming: I Can Evolve Indefinitely

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.