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!
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
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
Seated across from Deng Wu, Hui Yue looked at the older boy in his tent. In front of Deng Wu was an azure figurine, yet nothing was emitting from it. Little Dragon was quiet. His aura was completely hidden much as Lan Feng’s had been previously.
“Stop being such a coward, you dumb lizard,” Lan Feng said through Hui Yue’s mouth as the phoenix took over the body. He had no intention of waiting forever for the other divine beast to start talking. The taunting seemed to work as a low voice snapped, “You stupid birdbrain, what would you know!”
Finally, the aura which had been locked up was released, and the figurine slowly came to life as it frowned at the small white-haired boy.
“So,” Lan Feng asked, completely ignoring the previous statement, “who are those black-cloaked men for you to be so scared?”
Throwing a long glance at Lan Feng, Little Dragon was quiet for a long time while he fidgeted with his scaled body.
“Those men are crusaders,” Little Dragon was looking uncomfortable as he spoke. His head kept going back and forth as though he felt like someone was following him. After assuring himself that nothing was there, only then did he seem to relax ever so slightly. “Crusaders are known as his strongest force, but no one knows about their true power, and for them to be here, something is amiss.”
Upon hearing this Hui Yue felt how Lan Feng was alarmed and in turn was quite worried as well. “If he sent them, then we should have been dead by now, right?” Lan Feng said through clenched teeth, hostility emitting from his whole body.
“That is the weird thing,” Little Dragon continued, looking genuinely confused. “These crusaders were of the lowest rank; they were only Emperors so they should not be able to see you nor me. Why were they here?”
“I know,” Hui Yue said quietly. “I am certain they are looking for Li Fen.” Hearing this, everyone within the tent went silent and contemplated how this affected their future actions. It was evident that none of them wished for others to know their secrets. These crusaders had alr
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