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
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 300: Collector
Retracting his gaze, Chen Chao stopped looking at that man who was already lifeless. Instead, he sat back down. After putting the cuffs back on his hands anew, he sat on the ground and closed his eyes to rest.
Very soon, a series of hasty footsteps sounded out, they similarly approached from afar. The footsteps quickly disappeared not far away in front of Chen Chao. Everything seemed to have quietened down again.
Only then, did Chen Chao slowly open his eyes. He discovered that the feudal troops who had once disappeared had returned to their rightful places. Only then, did he lift his head.
There was redness in front of him.
That was an extremely large red-colored official robe. It was currently being worn on a thin middle-aged man, as if he was bathed in fresh blood, giving people a very icy-cold feeling. His complexion was fair without any beard. Yet, he had a pair of slender eyes that inclined upwards, which gave him a different feel.
A special smell was teeming the entire prison cell.
Chen Chao was incredibly familiar with it; that was the smell of blood.
The blood of demons might not be red, but it was hot like human blood and the smell was the same too.
This man in front of him must have killed a lot of people.
Right, as the Court of Judicial Review's high official, he had naturally dealt with many guilty officials before.
He was called Han Pu; someone that many people were not willing to mention. Many people would often dream of him when they were sleeping at night.
"You're not the first person who dared to kill someone in my Court of Judicial Review, but you're the weakest one."
Han Pu talked, he opened his mouth and spoke without any indication. His voice was akin to the coldest wind on the mountains; piercing cold and lonely, without any warmth. When the wind blew, it carried the scent of death. No matter who, they would feel as if they were in hell when they heard his voice.
This was Han Pu, the man with an inauspicious outside reputation in the Great Liang Dynasty.
While talking, he looked at Chen Chao
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