Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
I, The Dragon Overlord
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1024- You think too much
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 163: Source
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 242: Eyes
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1023- Hiring Star Elf
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 280 - Is He Planning To Trap Me Here Until I Die?
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 543: Make Her Stay
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 193: A Timely Deliverance of a Pillow to Someone Dozing Off
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3797: Honesty
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1022- Centaur Slash
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 241: Serious Symptom
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 161: Asumu
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1021- White Jade Centaur
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 879: Nearby Horizon
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 279 - If It Happens Again, You'll Lose That Eye Of Yours
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 661 - Reaping What One Has Sown
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 542: There Are Really Friends in a Distant Land
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3796: The Materials Gathered
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 192: Inevitable Downfall
The village head was helpless but he didn’t dare to offend Jiang Cheng. He shot a look at the tanned man who was holding an umbrella above his head to move to Jiang Cheng’s side. It was not until Jiang Cheng was right under the shade that he revealed a satisfied expression.
“Miss Yu!” Jiang Cheng invited Yu Man to join him. They walked side by side. Perhaps they had similar professions. They seemed to have endless topics. Jiang Cheng would lean into the woman’s ear, causing the woman to laugh and blush. Then, the two would turn to look at Chen Xiaomeng funnily. Then, they would share another incomprehensible laugh.
Chen Xiaomeng was annoyed. She turned her head to stop seeing him.
The mountain roads were harder to trek than they thought. The trip was supposed to be a few hours long, but they only saw the village in the distance when the sky was almost dark. The village head shuffled on his cane. He stood on a natural rocky perch and looked at the village. Lamentation coloured his eyes. The group slowly stopped.
The mountain village looked serene under the setting sun. It was shrouded in a sacred veil. The black-and-white roof tiles shone through. Smoke rose out of the chimneys. They were like snakes slithering through the mountain forest. It looked as picturesque as a Chinese ink painting. Even though he was on a mission, Bei Qian, who was a painter, was impressed by the scenery at Little Ravine Village.
A clear stream winded through the village. Green pebbles slowly appeared underneath their feet. The green-pebbled road led to the village. The village was not large. It probably had around 100 families. After the village head scattered the following villagers, only Jiang Cheng’s group and the tanned man who held his umbrella remained. The group came to a courtyard. Well, instead of a courtyard, it was more like a few low brick houses being surrounded by fences and made to look like a courtyard.
The village head entered the place first, probably to set up the sleeping arrangements. The travellers didn’t follow
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