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!
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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
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Gao Ming and the God of Flesh and Blood were satisfied with Fan Li. The man would continuously provide high-quality will to the God of Flesh and Blood. The more humans struggled in despair, the happier God would be. Of course, from fate’s perspective, the Gods were struggling too.
“How come he always manages to locate people with such immense potential?” Situ An’s eyes reddened with jealousy. He witnessed the whole treatment process the God of Flesh and Blood conducted on Fan Li. “Is he fate? Gao Ming, fate… I’m thinking. Don’t move the chains.”
Situ An’s mother moved the chains, worried that the chains would hurt his son’s wounds.
“What a mommy’s boy.” Xia Yang held his brush and smiled at Situ An. It was hard to tell what he was thinking. There were more and more people inside the torture room, and there was barely enough space left.
“The people from the investigation centre are coming soon.” Gao Ming stretched. He took out a name list from his pocket. He burned the page that had Fan Li’s name. “Who is next?”
Han Hai's old city had
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