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
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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
The World of the Five Continents.
A man walked along the road.
It was early morning. The sun had yet to rise and the sky had only just begun to light up. The expansive wilderness stretched as far as the eye could see. The air was fresh and moist, which was refreshing. His footsteps were particularly swift and light, but he would leave behind a deep footprint with each step, filled with courage and confidence. He allowed the dew to moisten his clothes. His expression was as relaxed as if he was walking through his own courtyard.
This was his world. His name was Li Qingshan.
After visiting the island where the flowers bloomed, the fragrance continued to linger by his nose. There was nothing more relaxing than the gentle touch of a beautiful woman, let alone the gentle touch of a striking beauty of the world, the champion of a hundred flowers. Even after travelling so far away, he still savoured the aftertaste.
As he recalled everything that happened the night before and rode on the cool breeze of the morning, he felt almost slightly tipsy.
He followed tracks left behind by the flow of the river of memory in this journey of returning home—Li Long, Xuanyue, Yu Zijian, Hua Chenglu… which led to many different emotions. There was plenty of loneliness and sentiment involved, but it still left him feeling cheerful at the end of the day.
In particular, after a romp in the sack, bathing and changing his clothes and a night of sleep at Hua Chenglu’s dwelling, he felt at ease throughout his entire body. Every single bone in him had relaxed.
Sure enough, I should rest like this before the great battle.
However, that was also the exact reason why he was not in a hurry to visit the next “acquaintance”, instead strolling through the wilderness.
That acquaintance was far too special. She was a woman that he had almost married—Han Qiongzhi.
Back then, he had only just begun to take on the world. He possessed some strength, but he still hid it away deeply, yet he happened to earn the affection of her, the first young miss
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