Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
“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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