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
Chen Jie nodded. “Now we can go and tell Er Jinshu.”
As soon as Savage Taitan heard this name, his expression changed. Few existences could cause Savage Taitan to be wary of them and Er Jinshu, the number one expert of the Iron Body Forge Sect was one of them.
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“Bastard!”
“I’ll have you know that I have a mother and a father who are married.”
“Why does this always happen with you!?”
“Bastardisation? I have no idea because I’m feeling pretty legitimate.”
“I’m being serious!”
“Would you like some milk?”
“Die!”
“I’ll have you know that his mother and father aren’t bad people! He’s just a plague! A plague I tell you!”
“Girl, I believe you! This can’t be the result of bad parenting! I refuse to believe there’s anyone who can f**k up this bad at parenting!”
“Language.”
“Screw you!”
“Thank you.”
“Will you just die already!?”
“Been there, done that.”
Three figures were running across a flat plain like their lives depended on it. Their legs would hold them in malice for the rest of their lives for this, but they didn’t care. The only thing they could do was do a little bit of running, dabbled with dashing and sprinkled with a touch of sprinting.
Long story short… they were running like madmen and it was not pretty. One was a stunning violet-skinned beauty with a noble tail wrapped around her waist. Her black hair, which exuded a navy blue shine flapped in the wind.
Her normally elegant nose and dainty mouth furiously flared like the flaps of that one friend that won’t shut up as puffs and huffs worked them to death.
The other person was a petite-stature, young woman with grey curls atop her head that bounced furiously as she made her way across the plains as well. Sweat covered her body as she booked it without care for her appearance. Her mouth was wide open as she huffed and puffed with grunts like a dwarven gorilla.
The last person wasn’t showing much in the way of apprehension, or anything else for that matter. Sure, the laboured breathing was there, but it was subdued through the act of not giving a damn.
Who else
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