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
A cold voice rang out, dripping with malice and filled with disdain.
“Taking so long to slay a single Red-Skinned Salamander, truly useless. Now scram!”
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Everyone looked over to see two figures approaching from a short distance away. One male and the other female.
The female was in front whilst the male trailed behind. The youth never lifted his gaze to stare at the woman.
All this time, his stare was either towards the ground or the plain all around them instead.
The male was a youth of about seventeen or so. He wore a dark red dao robe with a symbol of a temple embroidered on it.
Moreover, his forehead was larger than life, and his face was flat. His ears were pointed and his complexion was a sickly shade of purple. The type of purple you only see when you beat someone with an inch of their life. All in all, he was living in hard mode, since he was pretty ugly.
Nevertheless, when he saw the poor quality of Feng Yu, Tie Lang and Jia Yan's robes, which were a little better than rags, the look of disgust on his face grew.
The girl, on the other hand, was honestly breathtaking. Her figure was enough to put hourglasses to shame. Her curly, dark cerise-coloured hair was only shoulder length, and a bang covered part of her face, granting a mysterious air that increased her allure even more.
There was no doubt about it. This was a beauty that was of calamitous levels. Though her beauty lost out in comparison to Yaomu Shou and even worse Shen Ling, she was on the same level as Zi Yu, who was a great beauty in her own right.
An even more striking characteristic was her skin. It was a fiery red and there was a faint heat that she constantly exuded that could be felt. She was a Yan Demon much like the bandits the kids killed some time ago.
Despite her fiery attributes, her expression was frosty and arrogance lifted her chin high as she didn’t put anyone here in her eyes.
She didn’t even spare the disciples a glance; she made her way towards the Red-Skinned Salamander and inspected it up close. The youth followed behind h
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