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!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
In the quiet room.
Le Tian felt extremely troubled. How was he supposed to explain the mysterious circumstances around the first senior brother’s death at his place? Was he supposed to tell others that the first senior brother had been asking for it and he had been dragged off to hell by Ox-headed A’pang?
Others definitely would think he had used some kind of trick so that Li Qingshan served as a substitute for him. He could not afford the accusation of conspiring against the first senior brother. If Chao Tianjiao heard about this, she would never spare him!
And he had a feeling that once he confessed everything—Ox-headed A’pang’s strange behaviour, the vortex of fate he had seen, the terrifying crisis of the world—then everything would only become much worse.
He was such a clever person, yet at a time like this, he felt helpless. He had no idea what to do. All he could do was sit and wait while staring at Li Qingshan.
Before long, he suddenly noticed the corner of Li Qingshan’s lips twitching. His brows became furrowed, clearly in pain. He seemed as if he was trapped in a nightmare, unable to wake up. His body shook gently.
In the depth of hell, great snow filled the air as the cold pressed against his skin, chilling his bones and making his teeth chatter.
Countless icy mountains plunged into the air. Frozen clouds filled the sky. Everything was gilded with a frosty bluish-white.
There was ice as far as the eye could see. It was all bluish-white.
However, there were countless red figures on the bluish-white glacier, scattered and twisted like coral. He blinked his eyes forcefully to clear the frost on his face, only to discover that they were frozen flames, balls of “dead fire”.
The coldness grew even heavier. His clothes had already been turned to tatters, revealing his sturdy chest. His skin cracked open from the cold; the blood inside had already frozen, unable to flow out. It was like the dead fire on the glacier, as well as lotus flowers, gorgeously red.
This was extremely deep in hell. Within the
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