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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
My Iyashikei Game
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 210: Deer Girl
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 189: Good People
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 267: Correction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1071- Seen
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 896: Departure
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1070- Two secrets
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.10.2 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 300 - Apologies To Everyone; Level 37 Godly General
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 663 - The Captured Mastermind
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 662 - The Decline of a Nation
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 2: All the Demons Are Joining the Civil Service… Guess I’ll Be the Demon King Then
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 568: Will Spring Come?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 188: Aged Woman
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 266: Surgical Room
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1069- Underground Dungeon
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 895: Yellow Heaven
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1068.5- Collector (2)
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.10.1 - Red Epiphyllum
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Chen Ran’s reaction was intriguing. He held the cup, but he didn’t drink from it. He swirled it occasionally, showing more interest in the cup than the man’s story. No one minded Chen Ran. Jiang Cheng was deep in thought. Fatty was greatly drawn into the golden-haired man’s story.
With a deep breath, the man’s emotions slowly calmed down. Even though it was a long time ago, the memory of it was still fresh in his mind.
“All dead…” Jiang Cheng repeated to himself.
The golden-haired man paused and looked at the darkness around them. Eventually, he said coolly, “If only they were just dead.”
Fatty pressed his lips. He predicted what happened next. Jiang Cheng took a quiet sip of the bitter wine. He put the cup down and asked, “What do you mean?”
“When we wanted to approach the stone plate to take back the corpses of our friends and family, something happened,” The golden-haired man answered, “We were attacked.”
“By… the dead?”
The man looked at Jiang Cheng. He wanted to glean something from his eyes, but he failed, “That’s right. They so
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