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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 300: Collector
“In other words, Sister Nuan’s body was still in the bedroom when I was there yesterday.”
“Yes. She was just behind the door.” At that point, Chen Xiaomeng paused to smile at Jiang Cheng, “If you had taken a few more steps inwards, your body might have ended up here too.”
Jiang Cheng ignored her and continued asking, “Where is Sister Nuan’s body?”
Chen Xiaocheng stood up and headed to the door. Jiang Cheng immediately followed, keeping a metre away from her.
“I can’t run. The door is not open yet.” Chen Xiaomeng scoffed.
Jiang Cheng followed her and shook her head. “Don’t misunderstand me. I just feel much happier when I’m close to you.”
Chen Xiaomeng pouted and ignored him. She walked to the wall and searched for a switch. Then, the room lit up. The light above them came on. At the same time, Fatty’s eyes almost jumped out of their sockets. The room was designed like a church. A huge cross hung on the wall. Sister Nuan was hanged on the cross upside down. It was clear that she was dead. The place was stuffed with various kinds of torture devices. They looked medieval and creepy. Most of them were stained with blood. This was a torture room.
“The cross represents God, and the inverse cross represents the devil.” Jiang Cheng looked at the devices emotionlessly. “It looks like this was a family of Satanists.”
Fatty was shocked by the scene. Chen Xiaomeng looked at Jiang Cheng with interest. “Sounds like you’ve already guessed that already.” This kind of preparation couldn’t be done in a short amount of time. Therefore, the owners of these torture devices could only be the bungalow owners and not the two poor intruders.
When Fatty recovered, he looked at Jiang Cheng, “In other words… the real killers are the family and two men…”
Jiang Cheng nodded. “Haven’t you already met them?”
Fatty seemed to realise something, and he stuttered, “It was the bus that ferried us here! The driver, the mother with the kid, the tomboyish female operator, the girl in the couple… They are the family living here!”
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