Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Sirin had not given up yet. Furthermore, she had a reason to smash the recording device. However, she found she could do nothing to it, not even remove its chain. She also had no way to remove the earpiece, and the chain was strangely resilient.
After trying for ten-odd minutes, Sirin successfully…gave up.
She could only call her elder brother a pervert as she silently endured it. Eventually, she could no longer take it. Learning from Jeanne d’Arc, she put on earphones and played games.
Speaking of which, Sirin was terrible at games, unable to match Jeanne d’Arc.
At this moment, a smile appeared on Chen Heng’s face as he cooked in the kitchen.
Of course, he knew Sirin would try to tamper with the recording device. That was why he had set a restriction on the recording device using his Spiritual Energy. Furthermore, the necklace chain was also specially made. Given that Sirin had not even reached the middle stage of the Energy Refinement Realm, she could not damage the recording device and chain.
Although Chen Heng had just become a cultivator, he had already memorized the basic ritual arrays and restrictions long ago.
Despite this being his first attempt, it evidently was quite successful.
Thirty minutes later:
Sirin sat at the table, throwing glances at Chen Heng as she ate.
“Sirin, why do you keep looking at me?” Chen Heng felt somewhat uncomfortable at being looked at like this.
“Elder Brother, don’t you already know why I am looking at you? Can’t you turn off that recording device calling you Papa Chen Heng?” The world consciousness’s calling out “Papa Chen Heng” frustrated Sirin.
It was not that the voice sounded piercing. It was mainly because the world consciousness called out “Papa Chen Heng” in her voice and likeness; she found that unacceptable.
Although its voice and appearance were not identical, it was at least 50 similar.
“Sirin, I can agree to anything else but this.”
“Why? Why not?” Seeing Chen Heng answer seriously, she thought there was some deeper meaning she was unaware of.
“Of c
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