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
Li Qingshan seemed to fall into a bizarre dream. In a daze, he had the impression that everything he had experienced since transmigrating was fake, only a product of his daydreams as he waited for the bus on the side of the road. In contrast, everything before his eyes was the actual reality.
The middle-aged man with black-framed glasses approached him step by step, wanting to say something.
Whoosh! There was a blaring horn. A cement truck came hurtling over, slamming into the middle-aged man and flying past Li Qingshan.
Bang! The middle-aged man and the electric scooter were both thrown into the air. The parts of the electric scooter scattered on the ground.
Li Qingshan was dumbfounded.
There was the screeching sound of breaks. Soon, the cement truck came to a halt on the side of the road. The door swung open, and the driver scrambled out of the truck with wobbling knees, checking on the victim. Even when he knew that no one could survive something like that, he still clung onto a shred of hope.
Sure enough, the victim’s head had caved in deeply and his waist had almost snapped apart. He seemed like a bloody, fried dough twist that had just been wrung viciously.
Li Qingshan went up and stood beside the driver with furrowed brows. He gazed at the scene; the sense of eeriness in his heart grew stronger.
The driver was pale-white, explaining to Li Qingshan frantically, “I- it was an accident!”
At this moment, the middle-aged man on the ground let out a croak and coughed up a mouthful of blood before crawling towards Li Qingshan, leaving behind a long trail of blood on the asphalt road.
“Mother of god!” The driver was absolutely frightened out of his wits. His knees gave way, falling back on his bottom.
However, Li Qingshan beamed inside and strode over to welcome him, extending his hand to help up the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man grabbed Li Qingshan’s hand and used his own blood to write a single word in Li Qingshan’s palm. Then his eyes rolled back as he keeled over on the spot, more dead than de
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