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!
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
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
A faint smile appeared on the aged face of the black-robed spirit. He said, “That is a good guess. However, you are not supposed to be in this place.”
After the black-clad spirit said that, he pointed at Ao Jiao, and his finger lit up. Before Ao Jiao could react, she turned into a beam of light and entered the Immortal Spirit Ring.
Xiao Chen’s expression changed. He quickly summoned the Lunar Shadow Saber and looked at the black-robed spirit coldly.
The black-robed spirit smiled friendlily as he told Xiao Chen calmly, “There is no need to be anxious. I merely made her sleep well. She might even thank me after she wakes up.”
Xiao Chen sent his Spiritual Sense into the Immortal Spirit Ring. Indeed, it was as the old man said. Ao Jiao lay beside the Netherworld Flower in a calm and deep sleep.
“I have waited for you for ten thousand years already,” the Item Spirit said, looking at Xiao Chen with some excitement deep in his eyes.
Xiao Chen was not too surprised. From the moment he laid eyes on the azure palace, he had this hunch. Long ago, when Xiao Xiong discovered that Xiao Chen had the Azure Dragon Martial Spirit, and subsequently chased him out of the clan, Xiao Chen already suspected that he had an extraordinary heritage.
However, could he trust this black-robed spirit?
Xiao Chen leaped down from the top of the stairs and looked at the Item Spirit. Then, he asked calmly, “Who are you? Why have you waited for me for ten thousand years?”
The Item Spirit had a deep look in his eyes that gave off a feeling of mystery. He smiled faintly and countered, “Who am I? Why don’t you ask who are you, instead?”
Xiao Chen coughed for a bit, and a strange look flashed in his eyes. He stared at the black-robed spirit, trying to get a hint from the Item Spirit’s eyes.
Who was Xiao Chen? He was the Xiao Clan’s Xiao Chen, the White Robed Bladesman Xiao Chen. However, all these were what others knew about him.
Only Xiao Chen himself knew he was not them. He had come from another world. Although his name had also been Xiao Chen, he was
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