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
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
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
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 232: Memory (Teaser)
“Watch your words,” The woman looked at him, “Or you’ll die.”
Chen Ran turned around and left. He walked to the door at the corner of the music hall. Chen Ran caressed the doorknob before suddenly saying, “If my memory serves me right, you’ve met him before, right, Number 7?” Chen Ran tapped his forehead and smiled, “Oh. I’m sorry. I forgot… I should be calling you… Miss Lee Lu now.”
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“Wuwuwu…”
“Alright. Stop crying.”
“Wuwuwu…”
“That’s enough!”
“Doctor… You have no idea.” Fatty collapsed on the ground. His snot and tears were all over his face. His body trembled as he wept. “It was so scary. You didn’t see how big that mouth was! It was this big!” He gestured with his hands. He cried harder. He had exhausted the roll of toilet paper Jiang Cheng had given him earlier. The rolled-up paper was everywhere.
“Doctor, can you get me another roll?” Fatty said through red eyes, “How could you be thinking about saving money at a time like this? Don’t you feel bad?”
“You’re still alive, right?” Jiang Cheng sighed. “If you don’t believe me, you
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