Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 278: Control
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 357: Survival Based on Memories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
This stalemate continued for a while until the ice-faced beauty broke it by asking, without turning her head.
“Do you know of a girl named Qin Ling?”
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Long Di didn’t answer her, and the silence continued for a while. The only melody that accompanied them was the surging spiritual energy surrounding Yaomu Shou and the howling wind.
“Didn’t you hear what I asked you?” Her voice was cold and unfeeling. Even now she didn’t look at Long Di, as if doing so would dirty her eyes.
Her only interest appeared to be in the roasted Monarch Gale Crow.
Despite her question, Long Di said nothing and continued to stare at her. Irritation eventually got the best of her and she finally turned her head to Long Di glaring at him.
“I’m talking to y—”
“I’m gonna stop you right there,” Long Di held a hand up as if he’d been waiting for this moment his whole life. “I don’t know who taught you manners, but obviously it wasn’t a conman. I remain bewildered on how you can expect me to know who you were talking to this entire time when you were staring at the piece of meat. Don’t blame me for thinking you had a mental illness for conversing with slow-roasted poultry.”
The new arrival was struck dumb by Long Di’s logic before rage took over. “Are you calling me mentally ill!?”
“The mere fact that that’s what you took from it does more to confirm it, don’t you think?” asked Long Di.
Her eyes widened in rage. “You da–”
“No, no… he’s got a point there,” Mina nodded.
“See, Mina agrees with me, and she rarely agrees with anything that makes sense,” Long Di remarked.
“Screw you!” cursed Mina.
The ice-faced beauty’s face turned red with rage. “You’re the mentally ill ones! Your whole family is mentally ill! Your entire clan is mentally ill!”
Long Di wasn’t affected by the comment and asked. “Is my possible mental illness why you didn’t want to look at me while talking to me? Cuz if that’s it, that’s prejudiced.”
The woman snorted, “You think you’re worthy enough for me to look at you directly?”
Long Di nodded before replying, “So you attached gre
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