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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
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
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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