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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Yu Xiyi saw this scene in front of the window and found it rather interesting.
If a sword cultivator like him wanted to kill someone, a mere thought would be enough to separate their heads from their bodies. But, he did not draw his sword.
Because it was not his turn.
Because Chen Chao was around.
No matter which angle you looked at, Chen Chao taking action was the most appropriate thing to do.
It was just that he was very curious: Would Chen Chao kill this group of people, or... chase them away?
Chen Chao already arrived on the street. He looked at the young boy and repeated himself again, "Release him."
Hearing these words, those people had rather strange expressions on their faces. Then they burst into laughter.
They were a little surprised, then it was mockery.
Those people also found it very interesting when looking at Chen Chao.
A glimmer of hope flashed in that boy's eyes, but was concealed by him in an instant.
"Do you know what you're saying?"
Someone said in a cold voice, "Do you want to die?"
Chen Chao did not look at the others. He just looked at the leader and repeated again, "Let him go."
Hearing this, peals of laughter erupted on the street again. Faraway, the common folks cautiously opened their doors and windows, leaving only a narrow gap through which they could secretly observe the commotion on this street. These people were rather bold among the citizens of Great Liang, but their boldness only extended this far. In this remote provincial capital, the imperial court's influence was rather ineffective. They might fear the county chief, but the real decision-makers were these cultivators.
If these cultivators wanted to do something, what could anyone do to stop them?
The street was rather quiet, quiet until the nervous breathing of the customers inside the tavern could be heard. They began to harbor complaints towards the black-clad young man. If they were later implicated because of him, they would resent him even more.
Chen Chao could also hear those nervous breathing. Then, he b
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