Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
When he looked back to what it was that stopped him, one brow rose in astonishment while the other remained asleep, “Has anyone ever told you that you’re ugly beyond all logic and reason?”
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Long Di’s comment immediately caused the figure’s eye to twitch in mild annoyance but it quickly regained its composure.
“It would seem that there is also an equally formidable power hidden in your tongue. Nevertheless, I will be taking this esteemed elder away for reasons currently beyond your ken.”
Its voice was extraordinarily smooth, and it wore a smile that would put strange uncles everywhere to shame. Rows of sharp teeth came to light that sent chills down the spine of even the staunchest of men. Its pitch-black skin glistened unnaturally, as if there was some sort of oil-like substance stuck to it.
When the erudite elders who were still alive saw what it was, their expressions turned into one of fear. This thing was a fearsome existence that went far above their level.
“Your intentions go against mine, Mister… uh…” Long Di came to realise that he didn’t know what to call this being or creature.
“Oh, my kind is one that is quite… ancient. You can refer to us as the Di Mings,” it actually answered Long Di’s question and Long Di could see that it looked at him with a complex expression though it wore a perpetual smile.
Long Di quickly gripped the sabre once more as he eyed the fear-stricken Gang Heng. “I need to—”
Shu!
Before Long Di could make any further actions, he could already feel a long claw-like nail pressed against his neck. It was cold like steel and it was accompanied by a monstrous killing intent.
“There is a smell upon you that I find truly… vexing.”
This was the first time that Long Di experienced something this intense. Even his breath quickened as a result.
He could feel that this Di Ming creature was going to kill him should he make any action that went against its wishes.
It was not the notion of death that affected Long Di like this, instead; it was the intention itself of wanting him dead, the hatred
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