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!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
Bei Qian widened his eyes in fear. He suddenly realised that he couldn’t shake Zhou Rong loose. The latter gripped him like a vice. He was instantly reminded of Jiang Cheng, who had chosen to flee. Then, inscrutable fear floated in his eyes.
“Mr… Mr. Zhou,” He practically begged as his body trembled uncontrollably, “How about we go find Mr. Yi? He’s just outside. I think he has found a clue.” Zhou Rong was standing in the corner of the kitchen. The place was strangely dark. Beside him was a vat that was abnormally large. The vat’s surface was rough. A black pot was placed on top of it to cover it.
“There’s no need to hurry,” Zhou Rong said, “Come and check out the clues I’ve found first.” When he spoke, there was a whiff in his tone as if there was a hole in his windpipe. Zhou Rong lifted up the heavy-looking black pot with one hand. Bei Qian, who had no choice, was forced to look into the vat. The inside was inky black. It was filled with an unknown liquid. Just as he frowned, a string of bubbles appeared in the liquid. Then, a pale face floated up to the surface. The eyes were so wide that they almost popped out. The mouth was agape. From the expression, one could tell the person was scared to death before he drowned. However, this was not important to Bei Qian because… this was Zhou Rong’s face.
And Zhou Rong… was standing beside him. Just as he was about to scream, a cold glint flashed before him. The next second, his world turned upside down. During his last moment, he saw a twisted figure holding a giant knife in his hand.
…
Jiang Cheng lightened his steps after leaving the kitchen. He came to the door and grabbed the handle. He tried it. The door was locked. He gave up the idea of leaving from the door. He turned to look at the dark staircase. He hurried towards it. As he carefully climbed up the wooden steps, he heard the sound of an object falling in the kitchen.
The object should be spherical. It landed on the ground and rolled a few times before stopping.
Jiang Cheng moved faster. The windows and
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