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!
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
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
Han Fei had never shown such hatred towards a man before. His voice froze the air in the ward. The man beside the bed shivered and looked at Han Fei with disbelief. “Why are you here?”
The shining blade materialized and Han Fei leaped towards the man with his highest speed. Instantly, the blade was pressed against the man’s neck. “Let go.” If not for fear that the man might accidentally harm the fragile medical tube, the man’s head might have fallen to the ground already.
“Your mother is not going to live much longer. She only needs to die a few days earlier and we can get a lot of money, enough for us to enjoy the rest of our lives.” The man slowly released the tube. “Your mother will want you to be happy. If she knows her life can be traded for so much money, she will agree…”
When the man released the tube, he felt a chill around his neck like the air was rushing through it. However, fear stopped him from checking. He tried his best to persuade Han Fei, but he felt air filling up his throat and something was pushing up his mouth. He realized that he couldn’t speak. He looked down and saw his severed neck and his headless body.
“You’ve rectified 70 percent of the altar owner’s regret!” The robotic system notification rang in his mind. Han Fei stared at the decapitated body. “Not killing his father is the altar owner’s regret?” Han Fei had Wang Pingan and the old man’s families go find a doctor. He guarded beside the altar owner’s mother, holding her thin hand. The woman wasn’t really asleep. When they were alone, the mother opened her eyes and said, “You shouldn’t have stopped him. I have nothing to leave you, and I’ve always been your burden. If my death can change your life…”
“You are the reason I have a life, and the reason I can be my real self.” Han Fei was an orphan. A part of his missing memory was becoming complete. The woman shook her head. She didn’t want Han Fei’s life to be so hard but there was nothing she could do. “For me, you’ve given up too many things in your life. I am the worst mother in the wo
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