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People Write Diaries in Douluo, Wuhun White Tiger Ability Lock

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MTL TRANSLATION 【Martial Soul White Tiger Ability Lock + More】 Dai Yichen died unexpectedly and traveled to the Douluo World, and became the fourth prince of the Xingluo Empire. He awakened the White Tiger Ability Lock at the beginning, was born with full soul power, and had a diary system! As long as you write a diary every day, you can get corresponding rewards! 【Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the first diary and getting the reward, the energy cultivation method (Douluo version)】 【Ding, because the host triggered the critical hit reward, the martial soul spirit eye was obtained! 】 【Ding, congratulations to the host for getting...】 Dai Yichen thought he could become stronger silently, and finally summoned the white tiger super beast, created the white tiger army, and reached the peak of Douluo! But he suddenly found that Xiaowu, the Zhu sisters, Ning Rongrong and other people he was familiar with, how come they were all a little bit wrong! Zhu Zhuqing: Brother Yichen, thank you for the spirit cat ability lock, how do you say I should repay you? Zhu Zhuyun: Brother Yichen, you won’t dislike your sister, right? Xiaowu: This time, I won’t be a sacrifice for Tang San! Hu Liena: How could I betray the Spirit Hall for Tang San! I'm not an ungrateful person! Translator Team: Axon Group Disclaimer: This is a Chinese novel and I translated it into English By Using Google Translate and I don't own the cover image. If you are the owner and want me to remove it, kindly DM me on ••• You can request any novel for translation. Click the link for details. https://socialbrdg.com/axon46 Raw Title: 人在斗罗写日记,武魂白虎异能锁 Author: 小胖想要日万
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