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Xaero2hComentado por"Fellow Daoist Shen, you're really fat. I can't help but attack!" Yu Yan teased before continuing to walk forward calmly. "Don't worry. Not to mention the other Dharma artifacts, just the ten Spirit Protection Talismans on you are enough to make these Qi Refinement cultivators hesitate."- Xaero15hComentado porMandarin duck powder.
- Xaero18hrespondió a DigBick
rather, cultivators has a fragile ego. they can't handle a 'mortal trash' who is doing better in life than them.
Only then did Bai Yuying continue, "In the afternoon, Sister Yun'er and I were bathing in the Red Stone River and washing our silk scarves when the wind accidentally blew on a female cultivator senior. The other party slapped Sister Yun'er and even called her a piece of trash who could not cultivate. The scolding was really unpleasant. - Xaero19hComentado por
isn't she just a slave then? a woman with no thoughts of her own?
Matchmaker Ceng smiled and said, "How is it? Her appearance and figure are not bad, right? Her name is Wang Yun. Her father is a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refinement. Some time ago, he was targeted when he went out and died. He left her behind and no one took care of her. Although she doesn't have a spiritual root, her body can sense spiritual energy. If she cultivates mortal martial arts, she can easily break through to the Connate Realm. Most importantly, she's very obedient." - Xaero20hComentado porWas that real? Or was it just fantasy?
- Xaero20hComentado por
SIMBA!
"Remember who you are. We are Florida men!" - Xaero20hComentado por
shield hero expy?
The last thing Felix saw was the astonished look of the other four men from his world. The knights also pressed them to the ground and arrested them. - Xaero20hPublicado por
- Xaero1drespondió a Emmanuel_Capricorn
he look so innocent for a person who commits war crime.
[[IMAGE : Warrior of Dali] - Xaero3dComentado por
yikes, i think this is the drunkards' partner. She turned into a puppet.
The aether puppet, at least in it's carry state, was a porcelain doll, crafted into the visage of a young maiden with exquisite attention detail down to the finger. Even the dress appeared to have been made from high quality silk, not battle attire but it looked damn nice. This covered the "Maiden" part. - Xaero3drespondió a Mizako
but it's not wings .
"My name is Nepherage, the Rumbling Mountain Maiden! And I shall be the one to crush your skull to dust!" - Xaero3drespondió a Knowledge_Imparts
no, they became friends after Jin Fang recovered the evidence from Mokas' room. it was just 2 paragraphs.
"Nope! Stop! Cease! Desist! You met them once. Once!," Alicia scolded herself, "And he has a girlfriend! So no more fantasies, and no more dwelling on said fantasies." - Xaero4drespondió a Mizako
where are the wings? is this a valkerie with no wings like in mcu?
"My name is Nepherage, the Rumbling Mountain Maiden! And I shall be the one to crush your skull to dust!" - Xaero4drespondió a lorko1234
it's a yaoi chinese anime show. but it's popular. forgot the name
I spat out a thick dark liquid which smelt like blood but also something else. - Xaero5dComentado por
*no
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she's a tsundere? i didn't know that. lol
Kenshin was her partner after all. - Xaero7dComentado porKenshin defended himself while trying to obstruct Ei, but she was too fast and started circling around him so fast that a circle of purple light appeared in the Plane of Euthymia with Kenshin in the centre, and attacks started coming from all sides.
- Xaero7dComentado por
this will act as a lore that you can find everywhere(items,NPCs), like in Elden Ring. very nice!
Reluctantly, he had to enclose some of the dreams in his own program and randomly added several large but essentially useless files to the installation package to finally reach a size of six hundred MB. - Xaero7dComentado por
instead of culture. he's gonna make a true horror game.
Having claimed his first spoil of war, Fang Cheng continued on, slicing through one dark dream after another, storing them in his pockets.