Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
“Second Brother! Third Brother!” the gray-robed old man cried out in grief and pain as he knelt on the ground. What could be more sorrowful than seeing one’s brothers die before one’s eyes?
Xiao Chen’s expression remained calm as he turned to look at Wu Meng. Then, he looked at the two sabers stabbed into Wu Meng’s chest.
Although Wu Meng remained standing, he had already stopped breathing, unable to speak.
Xiao Chen reached out and removed Wu Meng’s mask. Blood flowed out of every orifice on Wu Meng’s face, presenting a shocking sight.
Wu Meng’s eyes glared in anger as blood leaked out from them.
The blood coming from his lips, ears, and nostrils had not dried yet, making him look malevolent and terrifying.
Xiao Chen placed his hand on Wu Meng to check Wu Meng’s injuries. Then, he entered deep thought for a while.
The two sabers in Wu Meng’s chest were not fatal. What was fatal was that Wu Meng completely drained himself in battle, exhausting his Soul Energy, Qi, and blood.
Although Wu Meng had not died, he was on his last breath. Xiao Chen had arrived late.
Without the gray-robed old man having to do anything, Wu Meng would die. Not killed by others but fighting to the death from overexertion.
When Xiao Chen looked at Wu Meng’s injuries, he realized that Wu Meng could have avoided all this.
As long as Wu Meng activated his Alloy Battle Armor, he could have escaped, given his strength.
However, Wu Meng did not want to expose his identity, so he chose to fight to the death.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
A few more figures arrived at the courtyard. They were Nangong Feng and the others, who had rushed over.
Upon seeing that Wu Meng had not returned even when the sky was bright, Xiao Chen had decisively searched for Wu Meng. The others were slower and had only just arrived.
“Big Brother Wu!”
Nangong Feng and the others immediately revealed pained expressions at Wu Meng’s state.
Only Mo Chen calmly checked Wu Meng’s injuries.
“I have already sealed his Divine Seal to prevent his soul from scattering. He won’t die, so don’t be too upset. Mo
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