Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1123: Baiting the Enemy
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Chapter 1541- Otherworldly cases
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 494 - Blood Sacrifice! The Demon Emperor’s Finger
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Chapter 104.1
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Chapter 781: We Have Returned
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Chapter 551: Chun Niang
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1540- Three big news
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Chapter 1122: Path of the Stars
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Chapter 1539- Now and the probable future
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 103
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 780: There's Dao Over There
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 413: Teammate
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Chapter 550: Birthday Party
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Chapter 1538.5- Killing (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1121: Family Bonds
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Chapter 1538- Killing (2)
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Chapter 779: Killing Is a Very Simple Thing
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 549: Wan Jie's Family
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1563- More reinforcements (Teaser)
Ye Zhongming was no longer in his previous weak and feeble elderly state but had returned to his normal form. He began attempting to break free from the control actively.
However, to his frustration, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t free himself from Lan You’s branches. It was as if this thing needed his skills to absorb energy.
"Boss! Zhongming! Little Ye!"
Shouts came from outside. Seeing that Ye Zhongming seemed motionless, the others from Cloud Peak were urging him to give up quickly.
What they didn’t know was that Ye Zhongming couldn’t break free at all.
For a moment, Ye Zhongming felt as if his hands had grown together with Lan You.
Forcing himself to stay calm, Ye Zhongming knew it wasn’t yet time to despair. The reason he hadn’t mentally summoned Red Hair to come and chop Lan You down was that he noticed something: among the leaves of Lan You, which had now surged to a height of fifteen meters, a small number of white flowers had bloomed.
The vibrant green and pure white formed a striking contrast.
Flowers?
This was wh
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