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 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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Even if she saw the walls of death notices, the middle-aged woman refused to believe it. Perhaps she already had the answer, but she didn’t want to admit it. Situ An picked up the bloody scalpel from the floor and walked towards Situ An’s mother. They stood in the corridor that detailed Situ An’s life and looked at each other.
“If the devil descends on earth, he’ll probably have your face, right?” The middle-aged woman leaned against the wall. The bloody sunlight slid down her shoulders. In this strange world, she appeared so pure.
Gao Ming didn’t answer the woman. He slowly raised the knife, but he didn’t stab the woman. With Xuan Wen looking on in confusion, Gao Ming cut open a gash on his chest. Things that flowed out with the blood included the death memories that were buried inside his heart. These things were exposed to middle-aged women.
“Your son will never return. The curtain has fallen for his life. It’s time for you to rest too.” The chains in the torture room collided with each other. They seemed to come alive. “It doesn’t matter if you’re just his imagination or his mother’s soul.” Gao Ming stood between the light and shadow. The wound on his heart widened. The middle-aged woman saw the horrifying scene inside his heart. “I can bring you to meet Situ An so that you can reunite with him.”
Xuan Wen seemed to understand something. She reached into her pocket and called the number using Uncle Zhang’s phone. The familiar melody floated out of Gao Ming’s heart. The woman lifted her head with a shock. She parsed through the layers of death memories. The torture devices moved away. Deep inside the torture room, she saw a familiar face. Situ An was chained, and his face carried the craziest smile. His eyes were vicious.
“Situ An…”
At the same time, Situ An stopped breathing for a few seconds. The smile on his face froze. He didn’t greet her. Instead, Situ An appeared to have lost his mind as he yelled at the middle-aged woman, “Didn’t I tell you never to leave home?”
Gao Ming had interacted with Situ An
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