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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
The situation was only to get worse for the hairdresser, he realized that. The eyes hidden underneath the hair darted about. The hairdresser glanced at the dumpling store he just exited. ‘I can’t go there, the boss there hates everything humanoid. If I go there in my current state, it’ll be the first to come out to kill me and make me the fillings in his dumplings.
‘Other than the dumpling store, the only place I can shake them off is via the Cattle Alley.’ The hairdresser’s eyes filled with blood. He had just escaped from that death trap, he did not expect to return to it so soon. The hairdresser swore to himself that if he survived, he would murder Han Fei and all the ghosts who helped him. The clothes of hair became dry and frayed. The hairdresser's old and ugly body was exposed. At his very limit, the hairdresser suddenly tossed the case at Han Fei. He already noticed that Han Fei who appeared the least like a ghost was actually the main commander.
The blood in the case rained down. Resentful spirits escaped from the wooden case. Han Fei ignored all of them, he only cared about the table knife inside the case. The knife looked normal but Han Fei could recognize it. Xu Qin had once loaned him that very knife. Seeing the layer of human skin sheath on the hilt, Han Fei was reminded of many things, ‘So she hasn’t removed the human skin doily after all.’
As the souls escaped from the wooden case, the hairdresser rapidly aged. He hid his lingering spirit inside the sea of black hair. “The woman you’re looking for is dead inside the Cattle Alley, you’ll never find her!” After leaving behind that awful curse, the hairdresser’s body was fully absorbed into the clothes. Then the clothes split open and black hair shot out everywhere. They slithered down different directions.
“Trying to leave?” If this was a normal situation, the hairdresser would have been able to escape but Han Fei had predicted this. He pocketed Xu Qin’s table knife and then turned his focus to the paper doll. During the fight, the paper doll inserted p
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