Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
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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