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
“They are not sacrifices. They are my students.” Han Fei winked at the black merchant. He didn’t know what to say. He was not as shameless as No. 2.
“You haven’t brought new sacrifices in a long time already.” The head looked disappointed. It didn’t sense that danger was close.
“I’ve met some things. Shall we go in to chat?” Han Fei still had two mental patients at the merchant’s place. When he investigated Xin Lu’s Third Mental Hospital, they would be helpful. A slender arm reached for the shelf. The black merchant looked at the five students greedily. It resisted the urge to grab them.
“Come in.” The door that led underground opened. The black merchant ushered them to the basement where the ghosts were trapped. The black merchant had found more rare ghosts and kept them in cubicles to be sold.
“I have a question. Why do you like to trap these ghosts and use them as trading items?” Han Fei felt like the black merchant was a slave trader from the olden days.
“They serve a different God from us. I use them as sales items because the God I worship believes in trade.” The human head frowned. “Why are you asking this?”
“Us? Are there many black merchants in the city?” Han Fei astutely caught the information.
“There are not. Plus, once we’re discovered, we’ll be hunted by all the ghosts.” The black merchant stopped moving. It slowly moved around. “Good and evil are opposites. If I am captured by the other ghosts, they will sacrifice me to their God. We are ghosts, but we’re enemies because we worship different Gods. Isn’t it the same for you?”
The slender arm opened the door of the prison. The two mental patients Han Fei rescued were still there.
“Take them away. I anticipate our next trade.” The black merchant urged them to leave. If Gao Cheng weren’t such a good client, it wouldn’t let them leave so easily.
“Human life is a cage, changing from one to another.” The young man with the hat walked out of the room. He was still in a hallucination.
“Actually, I’m not here today for them.” Han Fei said with diffic
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