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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
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 blood was so thick that Han Fei found it hard to even open his eyes. He had no idea what the woman before him had endured at Cattle Alley, he had many questions for her but he found himself with his mouth hanging open and a lack of words. Instead he reached his hands into his pocket and took out a table knife with human skin sheath. “Someone stole your knife so I’m here to return it to you.” Holding the cursed knife by its blade, Han Fei extended the hilt towards the woman. “I heard from the thief that your curse will be incomplete if you do not have a full set of knives.”
At that moment, with a little push from the other end, the woman could have easily sent the blade piercing through Han Fei’s body. In the cryptic world, other than Han Fei, probably no one else would be so brave as to expose his weakness so openly to others. Different faces flashed in the eyes beneath the pig’s mask. The woman raised her slender hand. Inside the alley scattered with bits of meat, engulfed by expanding blood mist, the woman reached for the hilt.
“Do not point the blade at yourself like this anymore in the future.” The familiar voice came from under the mask. There appeared to be multiple meanings in that simple reminder.
“I wouldn’t have done this with others of course.” Han Fei let go of the blade. Light blood oozed out from his palm but the man did not seem to feel the pain. The moment Han Fei let go, the woman stabbed the table knife right into the pig’s mask that had fallen to the ground. Amazingly enough, the mask started to bleed. After the mask fully shattered, the woman retrieved her knife. Her red pupils stared at Han Fei for a long time. Then she walked into a dilapidated home nearby and took out a dried branch from inside. The sharpened branch had several hearts impaled through it, some of them were still beating weakly.
“What are these?”
“Pig hearts.” Handing the branch to Han Fei, the woman glanced at the space beside Han Fei. The black anaconda slithered forward endearingly but the woman turned back into the hous
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