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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
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
As Long Di conversed with Long Zhe and Mina about their current situation, he had no idea that his brother conspired against him by assuming the role of the ultimate wingman.
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“Alright, that’s just about it.” You only get as much as you give I guess.
“You’re satisfied?” Long Zhe asked.
Mina crossed her arms. “Satisfied is a strong word. More like eating a cupcake, but not the wrapper. You have no idea how unsatisfying that is. It’s just… livable after… barely by the way.”
“So we’re done here, right?” Long Zhe asked.
Mina and I were discussing things with the bigger-than-life dragon. Conversing with these things is a little harder than talking to other people. He’s not too dumb and considering what world I’m in, I can’t ask for much.
“We’re done-ish” I gave him what I could only describe as dysfunctional jazz hands to reinforce what I was saying.
He looked at me for a while in confusion. I guess he doesn’t know what jazz hands are. What a sad world we live in.
He then took off into the skies until I was unable to see him.
I stared in the direction he went and was relieved that he didn’t go far enough away to the point the draconic aura couldn’t be felt. If there was one thing I realised, it was that the draconic aura made, what I was sure would be a very lively forest, into a pretty nice tropical vacation.
I then looked over to where Shen Ling and Pebbles were talking in hushed tones. They had their backs to me and at one point they looked over their shoulders to glance at me before turning back to talk even more animatedly and in even husher—I made it a word—tones if you could believe it.
I don’t see that working out for me in the long run. Hold on, did Shen Ling just turn around to look at me? How does that even make sense?
I shook my head free of these thoughts before I walked over to where Xiannu Liang was cultivating and sat criss-cross applesauce in front of her.
I waited for a good thirty minutes before her cauldrons slowly receded, and she finally opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was me.
“Heavens
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