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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
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
She raised her head and stared at me blankly with her messy, wet, shampoo-fragrant-filled hair resting on her shoulder. She had on a set of home-wear while wearing a pair of slippers without socks. Not far behind her was her car, blinkers still on; evidently, she had come out from her home in a rush.
After recognizing me, the look in her eyes became strange: filled with caution, shock, and even a sliver of fear. Her face seemed deathly pale under the faint glow shining down on us.
Unlike her cute self when we were together during the day, she seemed like a completely different person now.
What happened to her during this short period of time?
Why did she come here alone at this hour?
I had many questions I wanted to ask. Yet, before I could speak, Tan Jiao asked in a slightly quivering voice, “Why… Why are you here?”
I looked down and fixed my gaze at her. “What about you? Why are you here?”
She looked me in the eye at close range before biting her lip briefly and said, “I have an appointment with someone.”
“Who?” I asked.
“Does it concern you?”
Again, her chilling, thorny, slightly stubborn attitude brought me to my senses. I raised my head and found that those birds had long disappeared. I let out a chuckle and said, “Indeed, it doesn’t concern me.”
She seemed to relax a little after hearing my answer and said, “Since this has nothing to do with you, please leave. I still have something to do.”
I did not move. Instead, I maintained both my hands pressed against the wall, trapping her in between. I asked her once more, “Who are you seeing?”
Anger and shock surfaced briefly in her eyes, but she did not seem like she would act upon her anger. For some reason, the way she looked made my heart somewhat soft.
She said with repressed anger in her voice, “You have also not told me why you’re here at this hour!”
I fell silent for a moment, looking at her innocent eyes while pondering whether to tell her my motive. That almost ridiculous reason of mine, running here: just because a flock of waterbirds had appeared in the w
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