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!
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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
He rolled along the ground in a sorry manner. As soon as he climbed to his feet, he called out, “Boss, bring me some alcohol!”
Pitter! Patter! Splatter!
The rainwater on him splashed everywhere.
Xue Bing narrowed her eyes and released her true qi, blocking the water droplets.
The others were not as fortunate. They had not reached the innate realm, so they only possessed inner force and were drenched. The water soaked all of the desserts on the table as well, rendering them inedible.
Then they looked at the man who had barged in. He was bulky and disheveled, dressed in yellow robes with sleeves that almost touched the ground. Originally, it was rather elegant attire, but his chest was exposed while his bare feet were muddy, so there was absolutely no elegance in sight.
Not to mention that his appearance was strange, bearing resemblance to a monkey. And, he was smiling from ear to ear, which made him seem slightly funny. It reminded them of a monkey in clothing.
Manager Hong was absolutely furious. If he was drenched, that was nothing, but the desserts he had prepared had all been ruined. He said firmly, “We don’t sell alcohol, so please go somewhere else, sir!”
“You call yourself a wine house but don’t sell alcohol? Don’t joke with me. Go fetch it quickly. I’ll pay you handsomely. Oh right, remember to bring some side dishes for the alcohol!”
“As I said, we don’t sell alcohol here!”
Manager Hong was aware he possessed martial arts, but this was at the base of the Snow Mountain sect. Right beside him were disciples of the Snow Mountain sect, so why would he be afraid of an unknown outsider?
The rash young man from the Snow Mountain sect wiped away the water on his face. He was about to question the man fiercely about where he was from and whether he was a spy from the World’s society when Xue Bing’s warning rang out in his ears, Stay quiet!
Her voice was icy-cold while trembling slightly. Gazing at the unfamiliar man, she suddenly recalled someone.
Rumble!
Another series of thunder boomed, shaking up all the cups and dishes as if
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