Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
Picking up the picture, the shadow curled around Gao Ming’s back. In his memory, Teacher Yao’s death portrait was very normal. However, this time, Teacher Yao’s picture was covered in cracks. The picture split Teacher Yao into two. On the left, Teacher Yao’s body was thin and weak. His eyes were numb. He looked like he was about to die. On the right, Teacher Yao’s body was covered in shadow. He was tall and muscular. His eyes glowed, and he looked at the pink of health.
At the back, the children’s handwriting changed as well.
“Picture of Remembrance: Tonight, we welcome our rebirth. We will stay away from pain, despair, and death and become our new selves.”
This was Gao Ming’s first time encountering a picture of remembrance. He didn’t know how to use it. He had many death memories, but those memories focused on the moments he was about to be killed. Whenever he remembered them, he had to relive the pain again. “I need to keep this picture.”
The shadow was about to disperse. Gao Ming still had things to do. He didn’t ask Zhao Xi and An An to follow him. So many people had disappeared from Building 2. The centre would send people over. The two of them still couldn’t handle the interrogation.
“I want to turn Li San into a base that can handle the tragedy. In the future, more people will come here. You can explore this place first. Remember. Do not leave Li Jing Apartments.”
Gao Ming left the shadow world alone. He carefully removed his trace and returned to his home.
“I still don’t want to deal with the centre yet.” Gao Ming closed his eyes for the first time in days and slept.
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At 6 am, Gao Ming was woken up by noises outside his bedroom. He exited his bedroom to check. He found Wan Qiu doing sit-ups following Yan Hua’s crazy regime. Wan Qiu had a sick brain, a pair of eyes that could see ghosts, intense self-discipline and had experienced unimaginable pain and torture. It was not unreasonable for him to become a supercriminal in the future. Gao Ming didn’t
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