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
If Han Fei stayed longer in the cryptic world he would only be a burden to his neighbours because he only had 1 Life Point. Therefore after 3 hours, he found a safe house and logged off. His neighbours were not surprised by this anymore. Knowing that Han Fei was ready to leave, Ying Yue and Drake guarded beside Han Fei’s door. They would wait there until Han Fei returned, nothing was going to make them leave.
Blood fell. When Han Fei’s consciousness left his body, he could feel a chill from behind him. It was like something was sticking very close to him. The bloody person was finally within touching range but they didn’t hurt him.
Down the direction of the hospital, the Singer who hugged the old man’s head sat at the rooftop. It was worth noting that the old man’s eyes were open. He was using a familiar yet distressing gaze to study Han Fei. Suspended in the red world was a very unique experience, it lasted only a second but it felt like forever. Before Han Fei could take a closer look, he was already out of the game.
Removing the gaming helmet, Han Fei realized his back was covered in cold sweat. He never felt such instinctive fear for a long time already.
“The bloody person, the Singer, Fu Sheng’s memory fragment, the plastic surgery hospital, I have quite a lot of challenges awaiting me.” Removing his shirt, Han Fei massaged his temple. “The cryptic world is like a whirlpool, the deeper you explore, the more you’ll be sucked into it.”
Han Fei had no other choice, he had already chosen his path, he could only continue on it, even though he knew it would lead him deeper into the abyss. After crawling out from the gaming hub, Han Fei went online to search for info on Xia Yilan and Xiayi. He even joined their fan clubs.
Both of them had captivating looks and even similar names. However, the atmosphere in their fan clubs was completely different.
All 10 fan clubs for Xia Yilan were full. Even at 3 am, there was so much activity. They were discussing the upcoming movie festival and how they were going to show up to s
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