Forgotten Tale of Jinghu
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  • L1nn_
  • Status:Ongoing

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Raised as nothing more than a tool, Xin Long was kidnapped and trained to kill, stripped of his freedom and identity. In a world without allies, he must navigate ruthless schemes, cold-blooded cruelty, and inhuman trials just to survive. But as he fights to break free from his chains, he uncovers the dark and tangled secrets lurking within the underbelly of the martial world.

Step into the shadows and witness Xin Long’s struggle for freedom, vengeance, and a place to call his own.

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Next moment Ault realized his folly and released his qi and gave out a fist, in a split second all fog and smog cleared up. Looking at the front, he saw the man in mercenary attire was standing at the same place with a darkened face, where as Lucas was nowhere to be seen.
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Code 030 flinched as the soldiers opened fire.
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Her face was streaked with blood that trickled down her chin and cuts on her forehead and cheeks. There were tear marks that made paths though the drying blood, though her eyes were currently bereft of emotion, and her arm was at an awkward angle, and he knew that it was broken. Her face was empty; calm as those blue-gray eyes glancing down at her mangled arm, before returning to their blank staring at the white ceiling. She didn't speak, didn't even glance at him; she didn't seem to know that he was even there.
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Calling everyone over he begins the introduction
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"Fine, I can now be really sure that a spirit surely has a specific shape. It is not like what is said in the myths that it is just air, or a ball . . . I will definitely get a Nobel Prize with this discovery. "
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