Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 316: Ghost Face
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 238: Beep
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1158- Jumping into the river
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
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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