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!
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
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
“Xia Yang’s death portrait has been triggered, but I still have no idea what his portrait does.” The students entered the bungalow to explore. Gao Ming wanted to stop them, but he didn’t know which excuse to use. Seeing the salvation on their faces, Gao Ming didn’t have the heart to tell them the truth.
The art teacher followed the school rules. She only wanted to kill a part of them, but in Xia Yang’s sixth painting, other than Gao Ming, all the students in Class 13 were sliced into pieces.
“We need to work hard to search for clues! This bungalow might hide the art teacher’s secrets!” Qian Junran used his rarely-utilised brain for once. “The big ghost wouldn’t let us go for no reason. She might need our help!”
“Right.” Xi San stood by the door. The shock in his eyes was gone. “I didn’t expect her to be a tsundere. In this situation, we should pretend to be forced by her to do this. That way, we’ll give her face and protect ourselves.”
Only Wang Jie wasn’t that optimistic. He stayed close to Gao Ming, “I have a bad feeling. The 51st student is more vicious than we thought. Based on the situation in the gym class, he normally would prepare two paths. One leads to a trap, and the other to the abyss.” Wang Jie’s analysis was accurate, but he missed a critical factor.
Zuo Jun touched the black band. He was confused too. The warnings Situ An gave him didn’t apply anymore. “Which part of the sequence messed up?”
“Come to the second floor! There is a dead body here!” Xi San shouted in the second-floor corridor. “Based on the art teacher’s voice, she should be female. Why is this dead body male?”
“Don’t wander off!” Gao Ming reminded them, but his classmates didn’t listen to him.
With Zuo Jun leading the way, they headed up to the second floor.
There was a dead body in the art studio littered with ruined canvases. It lay in the middle of a giant canvas like it was asleep.
“Is he the art teacher’s husband? How come it feels like his paintings are better than the art teacher’s?” Xi San picked up a random painting.
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