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Scum villain & bingge (The Darkened Luo Binghe Meets Real Shen Yuan)

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LECTURES 60,993
Votes 2,602
Parties 14
Durée 1h 3m

bl chinese demon mdzs scum scumvillainsselfsavingsystem shen svsss untamed villian yuan

This is a follow up fanfic after the original novel ended.. shen Qingqui and lou binghe have lived their lives to the fullest until their death..
but they were happy as well as satisfied after living together for about a hundred years as cultivation partners.. 

A peaceful happy end~ 
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or maybe not..

Shen yuan wakes up in the oh so familiar world again but this time
 in his original body... and in the world of the original bingge after his darkening..

oh no..
on top of that his face looks exactly like a younger version of his shizun that he hated so much...
wtf is happening now!?Tous Droits Réservés

bl chinese demon mdzs scum scumvillainsselfsavingsystem shen svsss untamed villian yuan

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