Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 314: How Would I Know
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 393: Your Despair is My Everday
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299.5- Coincidence (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299- Coincidence
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
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Seeing Ning Yiyi’s frightened expression, Lin Mohan suddenly burst into laughter, “I was just messing with you!”
Realizing she had been tricked, Ning Yiyi pouted, “Sister Mohan, you’re bullying me.”
Lin Mohan giggled, “My teacher said killing the animals here increases the difficulty later on. Too many, and it could get dangerous.”
Ning Yiyi frowned, “But my grandfather said this place is safe.”
Lin Mohan nodded, “It is—unless you go looking for trouble.”
That much was true.
Lin Moyu noticed that the unique auras on some people had grown stronger, a sign they had killed many creatures. Strangely, though the energy of the slain creatures clung to them, they remained oblivious.
Ignoring the plight of others, Lin Moyu focused his spirit force, carefully avoiding stepping on anything. After a while, they found themselves alone in the woods.
Lin Mohan retrieved a Bagua Compass—the same one Lin Moyu had seen before—adjusted it, then pointed in a specific direction, “Let’s go this way.”
Mo Yun raised an eyebrow, “What’s the difference?”
Lin
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