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
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Horror Game Designer
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1092- Free competition
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 202: Knowledge
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 280: The Man in the Mirror
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1091- Series of information
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 907: Preserved Pill
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 577.2: Plot to Kill - Part 2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 201: Priest
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 279: No One Is Innocent
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1090- Outer space
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1089- Rushed Gunner
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 906: Breaking the Realm (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 905: Breaking the Realm (1)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 577.1: Plot to Kill - Part 1
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 9: He’s Playing a Huge Chess Game!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3810: Little Grass’s Strength
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 200: Flood
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 278: Wait
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1088- Familiar people
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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