Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
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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