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 more important the ‘thing’ you drop into the well, the better the reward you can get. After endless ‘attempts’, the people started to get crazy.” Han Fei used about one and a half hours to piece the picture together. He pieced together a tragedy. Inside the endless well, some people were climbing to the surface, others were falling; some knelt beside the well worshipping it, others wanted to destroy it. “Is this well the same as the one at the shop?”
After memorizing all the important details, Han Fei jumbled up the waste paper again. “The lesser the people who know about this the better.” The picture didn’t record the thing that happened to the woman in Room 13 but she was the one who painted the picture. All the patterns were sticky with black hair that exuded a horrible stench. “The woman knows about the well’s secret? She has seen that well?” Han Fei was curious why the tenant chose to commit suicide, what had forced her to do so?
Picking up the paper plane folded from a love letter, Han Fei read the message again. “The truth is a monster with a mouth and it has been trapped at the philanthropist’s home? The philanthropist here should refer to the mall boss, does this mean that the truth can be found at his home?”
A few days ago when Han Fei chatted with Huang Li, he found out the mall boss had many houses, but his favourite was the one at white city.
“The haunted houses that order white rice every night are also situated at white city. I should go take a look when I’m there.” After putting away the love letter, Han Fei grabbed a few key papers with him, that way, no one could piece the well back together. “The sudden death of 6th Finger might attract the other fingers to come look. Perhaps I should just burn all these things.”
Han Fei quickly put his plan into action. He was about to return to his home to get a lighter when the landlady and her husband returned. “What are you still doing here?” The landlady had met many people but this was the first time she encountered someone like Han Fei. “Aren’t you a
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