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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
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Loser System and Berserker Me Chapter 236: A Snow Burial (Teaser)
“Oy, shitty grandson. Did water get into your head?” Miazova looked at Shu Yichao in confusion.
It could somewhat understand why Shu Yichao shook off the Tang army to move alone.
Shu Yichao had proven himself to be a battle maniac time and time again. The only thing in his head was to lop off other heads.
He must have shaken off the Tang army because he was annoyed they were taking his kills.
But now that their army was at the tattered Iron Gate Pass, standing before an elite army of the Tibetan Empire, he suddenly ordered their army to stop.
Miazova was baffled by this maneuver.
Shu Yichao gestured at the surrounding terrain with a smirk. “Look around you. Doesn’t this look like the perfect coffin?”
“Oi, you, come over,” he called the Hanba over. “Go rip them a new one!”
“MRGRAR!”
Hanba howled. It drifted above the snow mountain and radiated tremendous heat and light.
“It’s hot!”
The Tibetan soldiers soon felt unbearably hot. Their eyes swam around in discomfort, and their sweaty innerwear clung to their backs.
They were on a towerin
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