Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 217: Stone Paintings
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 295: Twelve People
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1120- Team buff
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The first reaction when running into ghosts in the anomaly was to move away from them. After Gao Ming ‘persuaded’ the ghost to leave, he collapsed to the ground as if fear had drained him.
Youyou hesitated for a few seconds before she ran into the bedroom. She took in the broken mirror. The female ghost was gone.
“Are you alright?” Youyou didn’t dare touch Gao Ming casually. Those who had been touched by the horror story could have been replaced by ghosts. She didn’t want to die for a stranger.
“I’m okay…” When Gao Ming saw Youyou didn’t have the intention to approach him, he ‘struggled’ to stand up. His hands were covered in blood. The blood was not his but came from the mirror.
“The faceless figurine might have discovered us. All the mirrors in its disciples’ rooms are its eyes. This thing is more cunning than we thought.”
There was only one mud figurine, but everyone twisted by its faith was its clone.
“We should look for Fan Li.” Youyou still did not get close to Gao Ming. She was scared and ran out of the living room, leavi
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