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
The Destiny Scale’s aura pervaded Long Di’s mind sea as if it wished to advise the young man to back down, but Long Di remained undaunted.
After a while, a single word echoed across the void. ‘Fine.’
****
‘Good stuff, you can feed me the information from here while my consciousness goes back outside. Anywho, suddenly, the atmosphere has become a bit… unbearable.’ Long Di’s figure began to fade from before the Destiny Scale.
It left a few words to Long Di before he vanished entirely. ‘You should get those wounds looked at. They’ve been with you for a while…’
‘Yeah, I’m afraid I’m going to need more than first-aid for this.’ Long Di’s figure was gone, but his last words still rang out with the slightest hint of… one could maybe call it melancholy.
…
“Long Di! Talk to meh!”
Pa!
“I’m awa—”
“Heavens! He’s still looking at me with those soul-sucking, death-filled eyes! Wake up!”
Pa!
“Hold on, Why are you sti—”
“Oh no! Now he’s mumbling foolishness as brain-deadness sets in!”
Shu!
Long Di quickly caught Tie Lang’s hand before it made a return trip to assault his face.
“First of all, brain-deadness is not a thing. Second of all, how long have you been slapping me?” Long Di’s awareness re-emerged only to feel that his cheek was numb.
“You’re back!” Tie Lang was ecstatic. He was truly glad that Long Di was alright.
Hearing the latter’s question, he proudly declared, “I started slapping you the moment you went braindead-ish! It’s a little hard to know when, since your eyes and expression lack any sort of feeling. Don’t know how you manage to do that and still make it look cool, but I knew you were in danger somehow!”
Long Di looked at Tie Lang’s beaming smile and thought to himself. ‘He really does care. He’s an irreparable danger to himself and others, but he really does care.’
If it was anyone else, Long Di would have been astonishingly wrong about Tie Lang’s reasons for slapping him, since no one is quite as stupid as Tie Lang.
However, he believed him because Tie Lang was kind of, in a way, his almost friend. Plus, Long D
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