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
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Chapter 288: A Trap!
The perimeter of the wall was exceptionally quiet. With the appearance of this figure, a bizarre atmosphere seemed drift across this peaceful night.
That masked figure didn't rush to enter the residence. Instead, standing beneath a Chinese scholar tree, he carefully assessed his surroundings.
Wang Chong had seen many assassins, be it those from Abbasid Caliphate, Goguryeo, or even the Eastern Islands such as Miyasame Ayaka... but none of them gave him a bizarre sensation as this person did.
This person was simply too calm. Rather than intentionally keeping himself composed, it would be more apt to say that composure itself was inscribed into his bones, disallowing him from rushing into anything recklessly.
It felt that even if a saber was pressed against his neck, his composure still wouldn't falter in the least.
Wang Chong had only seen this kind of disposition on a single person before.
"I wonder if it really is him..."
The thought flashed across Wang Chong's head as he recalled a particular person on White Tiger Peak. After all, Old Eagle did keep on hinting that it was that person.
But still, Wang Chong couldn't confirm it until he saw the other party's appearance for himself. On top of that, there was a slight difference between the stature of the masked figure before him and that person. Of course, this could also mean that that person might have just used some kind of secret art to alter the structure of his body slightly.
As they were too close to the masked figure, Wang Chong and Old Eagle dared not get careless. They lowered their stature and held their breaths so as to minimize their presence.
Wang Chong even utilized the Tortoise Breathing Art to seal the pores over his body, thus concealing his presence entirely.
Weng!
While the duo was observing the situation silently, an abrupt change occurred. A particular sensation suddenly gripped their hearts, screaming that someone was looking at them.
"This is bad, he discovered us!"
Across the lush tree leaves, Wang Chong and Old Eagle noticed a pair of
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