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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Han Fei tried to initiate a communication but he got no reply. He pulled up the menu. As he fixed his eyes at the exit button, he searched through the bedroom for clues. He checked the dresser, the pillows, the bed. When Han Fei reached for the bedside table, he felt a stinging unease coming from his back. Turning his head around, Han Fei noticed all the dolls inside the bedroom were staring at him. The dolls assumed different postures, some laid on the ground, others leaned against the wall, but all of their heads were turned towards Han Fei.
The eyes, which were made from buttons, plastic and metal, appeared to reflect pain and despair. Even for Han Fei, who had been through a lot, the experience of being stared at by a bunch of dolls inside an inescapable room was hair-raising. He pinched himself hard on his arm and then answered with a perfect smile, “I believe there is a misunderstanding here. I feel sorry about what happened to you, I want to punish those who have hurt you. I am not just saying that, I really want to help you take revenge! And return to you the justice you deserve!”
To make his argument more persuasive, Han Fei took out the doll with Ying Yue’s name out from his inventory. When he did, the temperature in the room almost dropped to freezing point and the ring around his finger chilled.
“You shouldn’t torment yourself anymore. The real culprits are the ones who have hurt you.” Before the girl went berserk, Han Fei slowly eased the nail out from the doll. He plucked the paper with Ying Yue’s name and birthday date off, folded it and placed it gingerly inside his pocket. He stood up to leave the princess room. Han Fei entered the adjacent bedroom to grab the woman’s diary and the child’s sketch pad. He tore out a few pages from the sketch pad. He folded a simple paper doll out of them. Then he wrote down Ming Mei’s name on the back of the doll.
The house of dolls stared quietly at Han Fei, even the ghost had trouble understanding Han Fei. Han Fei raised the nail which was previously stuck in Ying
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