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
“Find a smiling version of myself in the mirror? But I have never laughed before, so the mission wants me to find the real ghost among the many mirrors?” He looked around. The dark clinic was filled with an anxious presence. The people in the mirrors felt like they could turn around at any moment. Yan Tang and Ironman had not seen this before. The two men stopped at the door and didn’t dare to get in. In contrast, Auntie Lee walked to Han Fei’s side. Compared to ghosts, she wanted to see her husband more. 20 years of searching, she just wanted a result. Even if he had become a ghost, she wanted to see him.
“The voice that called me is here. Would he be hiding in one of the mirrors?” Auntie Lee was the first to walk into the clinic. She strode through the mirrors. She couldn’t recognize anyone.
“Come on.” Han Fei waved at the two men. He carried the urn and slowly moved forward. Han Fei’s palms were chilled by the urn. The ghosts inside the urn sensed something extremely dangerous here. Auntie Lee looked through the mirror one by one. Han Fei followed closely behind her. The group moved through the silent clinic quickly, their reflections also showed in the mirrors.
“Did you guys hear that?” Ironman who walked at the back commented. “I hear someone calling us to go in but they didn’t say where.” Ironman’s voice shook as he took in the mirrors around him. “Do you think it was the people inside the mirror telling us to go into the mirrors?”
“Don’t scare yourself. The more you worry about something, the more likely it’s going to happen.” Yan Tang took a deep breath. He was highly alert because if he was careless, his Daydream talent would make his fear a reality.
“Understood.” Ironman picked up his pace. He followed closely behind Yan Tang. After they all entered the clinic, the front door closed. Their shadows fell on the ground. Then there was a cat screaming. Then one of the mirrors started to bleed from the bottom. The blood dripped on the ground. Tiny hands reached out to use the blood on the ground to draw small
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