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!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
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
The Death Curse on the red dress travelled onto the livestreamer but she didn’t let go of the woman in the red dress. Rumours and horrible comments turned into knives and pierced out from the red dress woman’s skin. The female livestreamer was heavily cut but she still didn’t let go. The incurable disease became a poison and seeped into the livestreamer’s body. Her beautiful face paled and her skin shriveled like a wilted flower. She lost her health and beauty but yet she didn’t let go.
“Nothing will make me let go. I know I have an incurable disease, my parents and doctor never told me when I would die so I was born in the company of despair. But it was also these people who gave me hope to keep on living. I wish to share this hope with more people, to have them see the light!” The wilted bodies melted together. The patterns on the red dress came alive as they washed away the Death Curse. “Even if I am doomed, I will use my own blood to paint out the world’s most vibrant red dress. I will keep my head held high, as I walk through the darkness to embrace the dawn!”
The red dress was like the brightest flower blooming in the dark. At that moment, all the red in the world paled in comparison. Resentment, pain and despair were blinded by hope and positivity. The Death Curse was cleansed. The red dress appeared to have shattered something inside her, her body and presence were madly growing. Red dress was slowly approaching Little Eight’s state but different from Little Eight, she had absolute control of her own resentment!
The red dress fluttered among the weakening Death Curse, the woman wearing the dress turned to Han Fei who was fending off the jumper woman. A temporary yet impactful image appeared in her mind. The scattered red dress pieces were picked up one by one, and then the man’s kind face slowly faded away as she was dropped to safety.
‘How could you leave me here all alone?’
‘Wait for me, I’ll go fetch you.’
‘You’ve saved us earlier so now I’ll help you stop her.’
‘If I survive this, I hope we can be frien
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