Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
“Let’s kill him,” the other one said before the first one finished his sentence. He even raised his hand to take action.
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“Wait,” the first figure waved his hand to calm his colleague. “We just need to make sure the child doesn’t influence the young miss too much.”
“You know, I’ve heard that not breathing is a wonderful cure for that,” as he said this, he raised his hand once more.
“We’re not going to wantonly kill someone the young miss favours!” The old man said.
It took some time for this old man to convince his friend to not murder Long Di simply because their young miss listened to him.
“Hmph! Fine! We’ll continue to monitor him, but I don’t like it!” the old man scowled as he said this.
The other old man shook his head and didn’t pay any more attention to this rash colleague of his.
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“We wish to enter the auction house, however, your attendant stopped us,” Long Di advised.
However, how could the manager of the auction house care about this!? He was currently shaking in anger while his face was red with rage at being insulted by Yaomu Shou! This girl was toxic to an unbearable degree!
“Scram!” he roared at Long Di’s group. He was a disciple of the Qian Dao Sect. Why did he need to suffer any sort of embarrassment at Long Di or this girl?
“Uhm, sir?” the attendant called out to him.
“What?” he looked at the young girl, wondering why she had called out to him right now.
“The girl,” the attendant pointed at Yaomu Shou with fearful eyes.
“What?” the man’s brow shot up in confusion.
“Look at her!” she said through gritted teeth under her breath. Why was this man so bullheaded!? Could he not see that she was trying to help?
He then looked at Yaomu Shou once more. Soon enough, his frown disappeared, then slight confusion took reign, before being replaced by a look of enlightenment, and then astonishment took hold before it finally settled on horror.
“Ya-Ya-Ya-Ya-Ya…”
“You seem to be unable to construct a coherent sentence. Maybe this can clear things up,” Long Di took out a medallion and showed it to the two of
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