Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
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
Xiao Chen felt a pang in his heart. He quickly reached out and grasped Leng Yue’s body. However, it slowly turned into motes of light and gradually disappeared.
Leng Yue revealed a faint smile. She used her other hand to caress Xiao Chen’s face and said, “Don’t make such wild guesses. The matters between you and me can never simply be explained by favors. No matter whether you are the Kunlun Realm’s Azure Dragon King or I’m a Demon Monarch, in my heart, you will forever be that frivolous youth who pulled me behind you.”
Right after Leng Yue said that, her body disappeared completely into the air. This clone died for the sake of rescuing Xiao Chen.
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At this moment, in a cold and gorgeous palace in the Deep Abyss Demonic World:
Wearing luxurious yellow robes, Leng Yue sat on a throne with her eyes shut, exuding a cold but noble air. Many figures stood on both sides of the throne. Without exception, these were all handsome men with strong auras. There were people from the human race, the Fiend Race, the Deity Race, Demons, and many other races.
These were all Leng Yue’s Heart Slaves, all slaves to her alone.
When the clone died, the Leng Yue sitting on the throne opened her eyes. All her Heart Slaves knelt down and shouted respectfully, “Master!”
Leng Yue did not even bother looking at them. She extended her hand and sent out a beam of light that coalesced into a handsome white-clad youth with a saber hanging at his waist.
Of all the many handsome and beautiful men in the world, this Demon Monarch Leng Yue will fall only for you.
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The thing that happened in Xiao Chen’s illusion had also happened in reality.
True and false, false and true. Xiao Chen found it difficult to differentiate the two. No wonder the Heart Demon managed to grasp his weakness.
He closed his eyes and looked at his dantian. The purple lightning whirlpool there had at least doubled in size. Then, he suddenly opened his eyes and finally understood what had happened.
In the illusion, whenever he wanted to check on the Purple Thunder Divine Incan
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