Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 552: Ruin this Town
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1542- Formation in the valley
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1123: Baiting the Enemy
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1541- Otherworldly cases
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 494 - Blood Sacrifice! The Demon Emperor’s Finger
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 104.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 781: We Have Returned
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 551: Chun Niang
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1540- Three big news
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1122: Path of the Stars
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1539- Now and the probable future
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 103
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 780: There's Dao Over There
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 413: Teammate
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 550: Birthday Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1538.5- Killing (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1121: Family Bonds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1538- Killing (2)
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Stepping on the peaches and leaping over the overturned candlesticks, Gao Ming shoved away the guests as he raced towards the hidden room. His heart pounded. Anxiety gripped him like a pair of palpable hands.
“Isn’t Elder Tang fighting with the butcher? What is this sense of threat?” The hidden room was so close that Gao Ming didn’t feel like giving up. He bit his tongue and stepped into the room. It was a hidden room that everyone knew existed. It was the place where Elder Tang stored all his treasures.
“This doesn’t feel right. Elder Tang represents the villager’s greed. Did he purposely show everyone this hidden room to trigger the greed in his guests?” As this thought appeared in his head, Gao Ming felt a chill run up his spine. He turned to look down the room. On the largest wooden chair sat a luxurious birthday outfit. It was made from golden threads and decorated with jades and jewels. It was a celebratory outfit but it reeked of death. It felt like it had just been peeled off a dead body.
“I can’t take too many things here. Th
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