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
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 316: Ghost Face
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 238: Beep
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1158- Jumping into the river
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
The rain poured down violently. Li Qingshan was like a tiger in the forest, crouching down and sneaking over silently.
The religious preceptor of the left gave off a gentle, golden glow that formed the vague shape of a bell, keeping the rain a metre from him.
Prince Tsangyang was restrained by his aura. He had no idea what to do.
With the return of the founding emperor, the Lightning province had to submit. In terms of both identity and status, the three of them were all people he could not deal with. Even if he could cast aside everything, no one would offend the Heavenly Frost Wolf King and crown prince Si Qing, as well as the Great Xia empire behind them, over a woman.
Qiu Haitang’s face was sunken, but there was no fear. She gazed at the red string on her fair wrist. Was this all destined by fate?
At this moment, Li Qingshan stepped out from the crowd. The religious preceptor of the left suddenly shivered. A chill ran down from his spine, from his neck all the way to his tailbone.
Prince Tsangyang was taken aback. He gazed at the man who had emerged from the rain. His appearance was so ordinary that he was just like a droplet of water, such that he could meld into the pouring rain at any moment. He even gave off a strange feeling that he would have been completely neglected if it were not for the fact that prince Tsangyang was staring straight at him.
Qiu Haitang also noticed the man who emerged from the crowd, which left her stunned. Her beautiful eyes immediately teared up, becoming even more misty. Her red lips trembled as if there were a thousand words she wanted to say to him.
An extremely glorious bolt of lightning shot towards the parlour. The lightning tore through the darkness and made it as bright as daytime.
Boom!
The thunder erupted, shaking up the world.
The religious preceptor of the left turned around. “You’re-”
“Your granddaddy!”
Li Qingshan threw a punch.
The religious preceptor of the left’s vision darkened. The fist filled his face, pushing aside all the other scenery, like a colossal mountai
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