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
An enchanting voice drifted over that instantly stole everyone’s attention.
“Hello everyone, thank you for attending the auction today. We hope that our humble wares will interest you greatly.”
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On the stage before everyone was a woman wearing a stunning red dress, with a dangerous slit that subconsciously guided the eyes to the milky legs that lay hidden within.
Any stir, every movement, each shift, caused the dress to bring her legs to light, showing just enough to light afire the lust in a person’s soul, yet held back on the extreme limit so as to tickle the imagination with a maddening curiosity.
Her figure was on full display as the dress hugged and accentuated each curve. The bountiful hills that gently surged like the active tides tempted some of the weaker-willed, red-eyed men, into charging the stage and taking her right then and there.
It was like a temptation that warmed the blood burned within her own. As if it was a part of her very being. It was different from Shen Ling who was like an ethereal fairy.
Instead, she was like a seductress whose goal was to bring to ruin those who were led astray.
The problem was that many were willing to be led astray at this very moment!
Dum!
Out of nowhere, several powerful auras exploded into existence that crashed down on everyone! With this, everyone was reminded that this was the auction house of the Qian Dao Sect, an existence that couldn’t be easily offended!
‘What a dangerous woman!’
All those who were awakened from their stupor stared at this woman with a sense of vigilance. Yet they didn’t stare too hotly, afraid that they would be enchanted by her charms once more, bringing upon themselves their own destruction.
“My name is Huli Ruo, and I will be your hostess for this auction,” she said with a wave of her arms. Even this simple gesture of hers was able to nearly send the crowd into a frenzy.
It was almost as if this was an art form that she perfected to the apex. No movement was wasted and when she saw that everybody’s eyes were glued to he
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