Chaotic Sword God
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
Zhan Yue
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1393- Floating Dagger Technique
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1392- Passive situation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1391- Betrayal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1390- Fireworks
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1389- Both with their ultimate moves
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1047: Sovereign Yunhai (2)
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.03.2 - Late September's Whispers
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 408 - Only From A Dragon King's Head
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 711.1: Killed One, Then Another Came - Part 1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 453: Meeting My Killer
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 66.2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1046: Sovereign Yunhai (1)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 710: Some Flowers Bloom Only for One Person
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 359: Ring
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 452: Two Buses
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 709: Yun Jianyue Who Can't Be Imprisoned
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 66.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1388- Similar request
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Leaning on the soft pillow, Gao Ming felt the start of a headache. He seemed to have experienced a horrible nightmare when he was unconscious. He encountered many things that couldn’t happen in real life. Before this, he couldn’t understand why he’d dream about those things. But now, he realised that his neighbour would come over every night to tell him ghost stories.
“At least my efforts are not wasted. You are now awake.” The man looked awkward. He thought Gao Ming was comatose. It was why he was not afraid to share everything with Gao Ming. Who would have thought that Gao Ming would regain consciousness so quickly?
With a frown, Gao Ming studied the man before him. He had a clean appearance and a bright smile. Such a character had scars hidden under his sleeves and would come to tell ghost stories to a comatose patient at night… Was he a normal person?
“Stop frowning. I really treat you as a friend.” The man explained softly, “No one understands me and is willing to listen to my ideas. Over the past few months, only you have never
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