Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 541: The Storm Suddenly Arrives
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 191: Lead the Way
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1018- Mother Wheel Space
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 159: Man
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 239: Mist
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1017- Ye Zhongming's idea
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 877: Destiny
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 659 - Great Earthquake
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 540: Blank Paper Floating, as if Life Itself
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 158: Trade
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter - 182 Dekan's Ultimate Joy Card (Long Chapter)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 190: Patiently Holding Our Grounds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1016- Real enemy
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 238: Gamer
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1015- Hunter's identity
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 157: Normal People
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 876: The Place of Dao Proving
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 277 - Waiting For You In The Center Of The Core Area
“Headmistress!”
All the big ghosts and students in the school saw Yan Xizhi. At the ruined school, the old lady stood at the edge of the shadow world. The students infected by Fear Illness were moved by something, and they all turned to Yan Xizhi.
The school had become a ruin. All the buildings collapsed. The students came down with illnesses. They were scared, crying to leave this place, the sanctuary that had once brought so much warmth to the orphans and abandoned children of Han Hai.
When did it become like this? Who hurt my children?
The rain washed away the dirt. The old lady tried to straighten her back. Nothing could beat her down. Her eyes shone like stars. They glowed in the murky night.
“Don’t be scared of life. Don’t be afraid of living. I am here. I will accompany you. Be it the lightness road or the shadowy underground, I will never leave you. That is the thing I promised you when you joined the school.” With each of her words, Yan Xizhi’s body became blurrier. The shadow world was eating her. It was unwilling to let her go. “Han De Shu Xiang Academy is more than a school. Situ An will never understand that. For these children, this is their childhood and their first memory. It contains their wish for home and pure kindness.”
The old headmistress had a very special power. Normally, she would go to class in the hall and help cleanse the student’s souls. She didn’t need to actively use her power. She would radiate calmness wherever she was. Even the heavily-traumatised big dog liked to stay by her side.
Situ An, who was behind the red raincoat, had his face twisted. Whenever he saw Yan Xizhi, it was like he was looking at a mirror. This mirror showed his ugliness and dirtiness.
“I don’t understand what you mean. I know that the goodness you constructed doesn’t exist. This world is very simple. If you feel happy, someone is in pain. If you are relaxed, someone is under duress. Envy, jealousy and comparison. As long as there is malice in a single person’s heart, humanity will never achieve true go
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