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!
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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
When Hui Yue awoke, he felt someone playing with his hair. He instantly opened his eyes only to find Huli laying by his side. She was gently brushing his hair with her slim, delicate fingers and had a happy smile on her face.
As for how long they had slept, Hui Yue did not know, but he could feel that it was quite a while as their bodies were once more filled to the brim with Ancestral Worldpower; their energy was now completely restored.
But even so, Huli showed no signs of moving, and Hui Yue was starting to feel rather uncomfortable as the woman was laying on his arm and stuck closely to his body. Although they were wearing clothes, it had been a long time since he was last so close to a woman, and he had never before been this close to such an attractive woman.
'Idiot,' he scolded himself, 'although Huli is close to you, she loves that friend of hers who died long ago. Why would she like you?'
'Well she would like you if you turned out to be the person from back then,' Lan Feng answered simply, and the young white-haired man was stunned.
'What do you mean turned out to be me?!' He said shocked as he looked at the phoenix as if he had seen a monster. The words he just said made no sense; how could he be the man that Huli had loved?
'Use your head,' Lan Feng sighed. 'At first, I thought that your soul resonated with Huli's longing, and it seems that your own longing for Wang Ju Long forced open the memory of that black figure. The more I thought about it, the less sense it made.'
'Think about it like this; if your desperation caused these memories to resonate, should they not have done so when Wang Ju Long died? But oddly they did not.'
'Therefore, the only reason I can see was not that this memory was reacting to Wang Ju Long’s death, but to the story Huli told. It must have something to do with her. After hearing her voice, there are only two options. Either you are the God who died in her arms, or you are the Alchemist God.'
'Of these two options, it makes the most sense that you are the God that died in her a
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