Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Man Li, who was on the bus, finally noticed Jiang Cheng and Fatty didn’t follow him. He turned around and looked at them in confusion. However, Fatty was not in the mood to care about him because he realised Director Zheng was glaring at Jiang Cheng. Her eyes turned vicious. A few seconds past, and since the driver didn’t do anything, the bus door slammed closed.
The speed was so fast that Fatty was shocked. The bus disappeared, and only two deep tire tracks were left.
“No! No!” Fatty was scared by Director Zheng. His body couldn’t stop shaking. After comparing this to the incident with Sister Nuan, he gasped, “That was a trap! Director Zheng was a ghost too!”
Jiang Cheng ignored Fatty. He saw the bus disappear and then whispered, “Goodbye.”
Jiang Cheng returned to the bungalow and came to the iron door on the third floor. Fatty wanted to ask Jiang Cheng some questions, but he didn’t have the opportunity. Jiang Cheng reached out, and the door opened. Jiang Cheng didn’t open it. Instead, an arm from inside opened the lock.
“It’s you!”
As the door opened, Fatty gasped.
Chen Xiaomeng still looked pretty innocent. She pulled the door open. Jiang Cheng entered the door. After some hesitations, Fatty followed.
As Sister Nuan said, it was a secret room on the third floor. There was no window. The only light source was two white candles the size of a baby’s arm. The candlelight showed that the room was large. It was even larger than the main bedroom. A pure black iron door was embedded in the wall.
When he saw the iron door, Fatty’s heart relaxed. The iron door gave him an indescribable strange feeling. It couldn’t be fabricated.
“I’m curious. How did you know it was a trap?” Chen Xiaomeng sat on the chair and put her chin on her palm. Her other hand pointed behind the bungalow. She didn’t look nervous. If anything, she looked excited. Of course, she was not talking to Fatty but Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng sat down across from her. “Even though you decorated everything so truthfully by leaving the rope on the stair
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