Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 212: Scrape All Of the Martial Arts Legacies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 705- King Ghost Kill
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 868 - Holy City Shaken
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 704- We do our own thing
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 755: The Cloud Ancestor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 176 - One Against Five
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 703- Nightmare Cannibal Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 155 - Dekan Doesn't Swindle Honest Folks
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 154 - Mauleon's Wealth-Building Skills
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 867 - Godlike Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 702- Tough battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 754: Testing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 175 - Spirited Away By A Skill
Knocking sounds came from the door, accompanied by angry curses.
Du Yuqing indifferently reached for the glass cup on the bedside table and threw it at the door. Immediately, the clear glass shattered and scattered across the floor after letting out a mournful wail.
The person outside appeared to have been frightened. After pausing for a few seconds, the person cursed one more time, which was then followed by the sound of distancing footsteps.
"Trash." Du Yuqing snorted disdainfully.
After the nuisance was gone, Du Yuqing pasted the sketch next to the other drawings on the wall.
If one were to carefully look at the wall, one would find various papers densely covering it, and every one of them contained drawings outlining the same person.
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Even as the days passed, Yin Zhao-an continued competing with Fang Ling over the rights to Tang Yu's arm. Only, Yin Zhao-an's real goal was never just Tang Yu's arm but her hand instead. Yin Zhao-an had always emerged victorious when it came to this regard.
The time that Tang Yu had been worrying over eventually arrived. However, contrary to her expectations, nothing happened. The day had gone by so uneventfully that she couldn't help but suspect whether the "missing" criminal was still alive.
To ensure no accidents happened, Tang Yu even started throwing tantrums every now and then before the potentially disastrous day arrived, begging her mother to keep her company.
Due to the nature of her work, Yu Wanrou had to spend most of her time boarding and getting off planes. She had originally already felt guilty for being constantly absent from her daughter's life. So, she quickly succumbed to Tang Yu's crocodile tears and took a year off work to play her role as a mother.
Meanwhile, although Tang Yu felt a little guilty for keeping her mother at home, she didn't regret her actions.
Yu Wanrou going out to work meant that she would be alone, which also meant that she could potentially come across an accident at any given moment. She definitely wouldn't be as safe as she would be if sh
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