Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
Zhan Yue
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 80.2
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 498: Winter
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1471- Kill the healer first
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1082: Formation Fighting
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1470.5- True target
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 5 - The Competition Begins
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 744: A Jade Talisman.
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 386: Bedroom
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 497: Snowman
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1470- True target
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 448 - To Seize Or Not To Seize, That Is the Question
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1081: Heaven City
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1469- Hell lifeform
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 4 - The Stellar Method
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 743: Secrets Within the Tower
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 496: Middle Layer
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1468- Who says I am alone
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 80.1
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Horror Game Designer Chapter 517: Fourth Room (Teaser)
The pine trees were like giants in the winter snow. They extended their branches to form a giant cradle so the baby developed in the dark could slumber peacefully. Gao Ming walked through the forest. He was isolated from the noise of the world. Occasionally, snow would fall on his clothes. Gao Ming picked up the used medkit and came to the spot where he met the little girl. The tree hole was empty. The rotten cotton and the doll were gone.
Gao Ming turned to the east lake. The sky had darkened. The seeds in his pocket echoed. They wanted Gao Ming to drop them into the east lake. The walkie-talkie crackled. Gao Ming tried to decipher it, but he could barely hear a ‘you’.
“What is it trying to tell me? What about me?”
“Who are you talking to?” A suppressed voice suddenly echoed in the dark. The branches swayed. A giant shadow enveloped Gao Ming. Gao Ming looked up and saw a giant ugly face. The tattered cloth was stitched together. The two giant buttons were her eyes. The body stuffed with smelly cotton stood up. Her body was covered in
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