Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
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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