Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
The dim lamplight gently seeped through the wall, faintly outlining the silhouette of the grass, but it didn't appear bright. Instead, it accentuated the surrounding darkness of the night.
The wild grass, rising and falling along the hillside, resembled an endless river. The fireflies in the grass were like the fishing lanterns reflecting on the river's surface.
Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew by, extinguishing the lamp inside the wall in an instant. The dim, heavy, and somewhat intoxicating glow quietly disappeared.
Countless fireflies that had been perched on the plants and trees took flight, transforming into a sea of stars that followed the wind.
Meng Jintang lifted her hand and gently brushed aside the veil in front of her face.
The colors of the fireflies were vividly reflected in her eyes.
The fireflies had already flown by, but the traces of their light remained in her heart. Each trail resembled a graceful sword flash, and Meng Jintang could see the patterns on their tiny wings.
They fluttered so quickly, yet to her, it was one motion after another, clear and distinct.
Groups of fireflies floated gracefully up and then descended, their flight light and delicate.
Chen Shen stood on the ground, and as he looked up, he saw the profile of the young woman in her flowing green dress. Fireflies drifted gracefully through the air, their faint yellow light resembling the last trembling flicker of a candle after burning all night—now bright, now dim.
The night was thick, and the night breeze brushed aside her veil, which was white. However, the girl's complexion was even paler than the veil, as if the dew on the reeds had frozen into a thin layer of frost in the light chill of the night.
Her inner energy naturally flowed through both the small and large meridians.
If Meng Jintang were to open the "[Learned Martial Arts]" interface, she would find that her "Mysterious Void Technique (I)" had unknowingly broken through a level, advancing to a higher level and finally stopping at "10000/10000 (Total Lev
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