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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
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
This was the first time Han Fei felt joy ever since he woke up at the hospital. He also didn’t know he’d feel such peace and stability after seeing the victims with peace. “Is it possible that I’ve provided some kind of special service in the past?”
“You have a good physique, so it’s not impossible. Why are you suddenly bringing it up now?”
Xiao Jia shared a look with Han Fei. Han Fei clarified, “I meant is it possible that I’ve provided service to comfort the dead and so on in the past?”
“That is rather unique.” Xiao Jia touched his balding head. He stopped talking and carefully hugged the items used for the resurrection ritual.
Han Fei turned around to look behind the car. After the boy was pushed off, he slammed into the pile of trash by the roadside. The blood and body wax were splattered everywhere. However, soon he climbed up again. He chased after the taxi like a machine.
“Is he still not giving up?” The boy’s body was covered in curses. The resentment gathered in the curses. The curses seared through the black skin, giving him power way beyond a normal ghost. Han Fei looked down the distance. The blue and white sea of flowers undulated in the wind. A woman in a blue dress stood at the window. The blood butterflies on her dress seemed to come alive.
“Both the woman and the boy have strange patterns on them. Is that why they become like this?” Blue White Tuition Center was not yet a location Han Fei could challenge. He knew he was lucky to have escaped. “How did I fight the ghosts before I lost my memory? With my own power, how could I be a match to these Lingering Spirits?” Han Fei held Company. The blade echoed with the names inside his heart. The clown appeared to have prepared this blade specifically for him. “This is the clown’s blade, not mine. This is strange. After I met F, I could hear the black blade in his hand calling me, like that is my real weapon and not his.” Han Fei’s hands tightened, and he felt the urge to steal F’s knife.
“Other than the knife, I’ve lost many important things!” Han Fei mas
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