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!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
Suppressing the urge to touch Tang Yu, Du Yuqing closed her eyes and sighed. When she opened her eyes again, the complicated emotions that previously resided in the depths of her gaze vanished.
Du Yuqing carefully leaned down and gently kissed the top of Tang Yu's hair, even slowing down her breath. She behaved as if Tang Yu truly belonged to her.
Du Yuqing's eyes dimmed momentarily, and she carefully got up and left the room, not wanting to disturb Tang Yu, who had finally fallen asleep.
…
In the dim room, everything Du Yuqing did was displayed on the screen and seen by a pair of light brown eyes. Four clenched her fists, completely unaware that her nails had sunken into the soft flesh of her palm, causing tiny bloodshot lines to appear.
…
On the other side, Yin Zhao-an didn't follow the small sedan that Tang Yu's kidnappers had driven away in. Or, more specifically, she didn't get to follow it as the scene changed abruptly.
In the blink of an eye, Yi Zhao-an found herself in a cold and damp basement, with Tang Yu barely clinging to life before her.
Tang Yu had many wounds on her body, and her breathing gradually weakened. Her pale, bleeding lips opened and closed, looking like she was murmuring something.
Yin Zhao-an leaned in to listen, and she could only hear Tang Yu repeating two syllables:
"An-An…"
An inexplicable anger rose in Yin Zhao-an's heart. She also couldn't understand why, despite "Yin Zhao-an" clearly not knowing how to cherish her, Tang Yu would still think of "Yin Zhao-an" at a time like this.
Suddenly, Yin Zhao-an noticed Tang Yu staring straight at her while struggling to raise an arm in her direction. Then, a faint smile of happiness appeared on Tang Yu's face as she said, "An-An... You... You've come."
Yin Zhao-an looked around in confusion. Besides herself and Tang Yu, nobody else was in the room. Could it be that Tang Yu was experiencing an illusion?
But Tang Yu's eyes were clearly looking in her direction!
Yin Zhao-an suppressed her startled feelings and walked slowly toward Tang Yu, wonder
…
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