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 sea water ebbed gently. Li Qingshan gazed at the sky and lay on the surface of the ocean quietly. All of the tribulation clouds had dispersed, and the sky full of stars seemed to be within arm’s reach. Enduring the pain, he extended his hand as hard as he could at the sky like he was trying to grab one of the stars…
In the Hundred Herbs garden, Ruan Yaozhu returned to her body. The expression on her fair and gentle face changed, like a spring breeze over the surface of a lake, like she was in thought. Even though he had convinced her, the change was still there, like a knot in her heart.
The nine-coloured deer laid in the basket lazily. “Has he died?”
Ruan Yaozhu wanted to smile, but she was unable to. She shook her head.
“Sigh, I knew it!”
“Jiu’er… what kind of person do you think he is?” Ruan Yaozhu faltered.
“What happened?” The nine-coloured deer sat up like she had just jerked away. The speckled patterns across her chest shimmered as the basket swayed.
Ruan Yaozhu shook her head again and said rather tiredly, “Nothing.”
Very soon, Li Qingshan returned from the ocean. His entire body still ached painfully, but a new journey had already begun, so he set of eagerly.
Under the golden-leaved bodhi tree, he patted the trunk with a sense of both unfamiliarity and closeness. He turned around and gazed out.
The sun rose up in the east, giving off a burning glow and dyeing his eyes and hair red as if he had turned into Daemon King Northmoon, no, Daemon Emperor Northmoon.
He smiled. The entire Hundred Herbs garden demonstrated a sight he had never seen before right in front of his eyes.
Within this space of just several hundred kilometres, earth, fire, wind, and water revolved. Four kinds of heavy colours lurked in the depths of this landscape painting, constantly changing and merging together.
It was the start of spring. Overall, the brimming vigour that the plants all gave off as they grew could not match the hue of these four colours, but it was still exceptionally beautiful. Through the scenery, it could pull him into the pai
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