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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1178- Shocking appearance: Luther People
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
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
“Red peach blossoms on both sides of the river; unpredictable and arriving with the wind. Thirty years to seek an old dream, only to get a cup of wine in a golden goblet!”
The zither music stopped. Then, the youth who played the zither packed it away and slung it on his back.
As this youth looked at the reflections of the peach blossoms on both sides of the river, he murmured, “It’s time to enter the city. The people who should come are all here already.”
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As the boat moved along the river, it slowed down.
The noise from behind slowly vanished. Xiao Chen looked somewhat curiously at Drunkard Cui and asked softly, “Senior, do you know Grandpa Seven?”
Drunkard Cui smiled before sighing, “I waited for him for thirty years at this Peach Blossom Wall. It looks like he still could not forget the past. He truly won’t be coming anymore.”
Iron Egg asked in shock, “Uncle, what did my Uncle Seven experienced back then? Why did he never come back to Peach Blossom City?”
Xiao Chen found this slightly strange. Could there be another reason for his not coming to the Peach Blossom City, aside from the Cold Yin Spring drying up?
Drunkard Cui eyed the two with a reminiscing expression. “I met your Grandpa Seven fifty years ago. The first time he came to Peach Blossom City, he rode on my boat. Great fellow. He gave me a cup of Wild Fire and nearly made me look bad before everyone. You two might not know this. Back then, when Old Seven just came to Peach Blossom City, his fame had spread everywhere. Seven large sects wanted to invite him over, to nurture him.
“However, he refused to go. His pride ended up offending several people. Nonetheless, an endless stream of people still came to ask him for his wine every time he came. However…”
Iron Egg felt somewhat stunned. He had not at all expected the seemingly ordinary Grandpa Seven of the village to have such a story.
Xiao Chen did not feel very surprised. From the first moment he saw Grandpa Seven, he knew that Grandpa Seven was someone who had seen the world.
The way Grandpa Seven
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