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
Not wanting a certain tumbleweed to reappear, the person searched through their head for the perfect words to explain what just happened.
“So anyway, I just started blasting…”
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No one knew why, but they became incomparably furious when Long Di uttered these words.
It was as if he was making fun of them somehow.
The other experts watching him through the spatial displacement obviously couldn’t hear him, but reading his lips wasn’t a problem for them, so they became angry too.
“You’re Long Di!?”
An elder from the Blood Crypt Sect blurted out!
Long Di looked at him and recognising the blood qi fluctuations was reminded of Xue Zi.
‘Oh, crap. I don’t want to open that can of worms right now. I got it! Execute plan; Ignore it till it goes away.’
“Hey Mina,” Long Di waved to the goddess after seeing her here.
When that expert from the Blood Crypt Sect realised that Long Di was ignoring him, his expression darkened even more.
“You!”
“What in the?” Long Di, on the other hand, wasn’t paying that person any mind since his attention was focused squarely on Mina who was giving him the most out-of-pocket hand gestures ever as she frantically tried to tell him something.
There was the cutthroat gesture, the get-your-ass-out-of-here gesture, and other gestures that he reckoned only otaku loli goddesses were qualified to make.
Did she think he was divine like her? Tsk, tsk, tsk, goddesses these days.
It was impressive that no one even noticed her erratic movements.
However, Long Di wasn’t stupid. Out of the 277 gestures that Mina demonstrated, the aforementioned cutthroat gesture and the get-your-ass-out-of-here gesture stood out most to him. Mostly because they were the only ones he could understand.
This told him one of two things. One, he needed to kill everyone here and then run, OR two, everyone here wanted to kill him and he needed to run.
For reasons that need no further explanation, he was inclined to believe the latter.
Understanding this, he performed a lazy stretch followed by a yawn before announcing, “Weeeell, time
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