Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
‘The mission requires me to kill Lin Lu. Why is the mission called love but I have to ruin the last bit of goodness? And what does it mean by suitable time?’ Honestly Han Fei didn’t want to kill. The altar owner already had it bad, he didn’t want to eliminate the last bit of goodness in his heart.
‘But if I don’t complete the mission, it’ll probably affect my ability to inherit the altar.’ After surviving for days inside the memory world, Han Fei finally understood how difficult it was to inherit an ownerless altar.
The bus flew through the darkness. After Lin Lu left, the temperature started to drop again, but Han Fei was about to reach their station soon. If Lin Lu didn’t get on the bus halfway and cause the temperature and the other passengers to turn back to normal, Han Fei’s group wouldn’t survive until the end. This corresponded to the altar owner’s physical state. He teetered between life and death but managed to survive.
‘Perhaps when he first saw the altar, something had already done something to his body but he merely hadn't realized it.’ Before the temperature inside the car dropped down to 0, the bus finally reached the mall. Han Fei’s group got down the bus in a hurry.
“I will not take the last bus again.” Lee Hu swore to himself. His eyes kept wandering to his brother. Lee Long’s face hadn’t returned to normal. The death between his eyes thickened, “Brother, are you alright?”
“He’ll be fine. You better go back and pack your things now.” Han Fei had painted the Ten Fingers as a very scary organization. Worried that they’d be targeted, Lee Long decided to pack and move to a safer place to stay. The two brothers disappeared into the night. Han Fei watched the giant clock outside the mall. He didn’t go home but walked into the mall. It was time for work.
He entered the mall through Entrance C. The guardhouse at the entrance was empty. The mall was dark, even darker than usual. Other than the light from the large signboard, the only other light source was the light dim from the 2nd hand store. Dragging his
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