Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 100.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 774.2: Family Troubles Are Difficult for Everyone - Part 2
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 544: White Pig
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1528- Sudden change
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 485 – Complete Lightning Elemental Immunity
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1116: Strength
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1527- Badly injured
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 484 - Even If I Were To resurrect, I Wouldn't Be Me Anymore
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 99
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 774.1: Family Troubles Are Difficult for Everyone - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 410: Monster
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 543: Black Donkey
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1526.5- Molting Life
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1115: Resolution
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1526- Molting Life
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 483 - Wanted By The Entire Abyss
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 98
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 773: Fighting Again
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Fun times never lasted.
Ten years went by in the blink of an eye. In those ten years, Tang Jie went nowhere, only keeping his wife and children company, watching them grow up and immersing himself in this family bonding time.
Little Zixi and little Xuanyu had shown astonishing talent from birth, and even though this talent had been sealed, they had still inherited Tang Jie's intelligence, which drew much praise. They were very energetic and quick to learn, and they used their wits and energy to bring the people around them both joy and vexation.
"No, no, Young Master, you can't climb up there!" a maid cried out in panic while a boy climbed up a building like he was a monkey. The walls were so smooth that they seemed devoid of any places to put one's foot, yet the boy seemed to always be able to find some small bump. Worth noting was that he never looked down, seeming to know purely based on intuition where the bumps and ledges were. This sensitivity to space was a manifestation of his talent in Space.
With this talent for Space, the b
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