Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1191- Revolutionary product
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 322 - A Man Must Endure Hardship
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 24.1
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 38: The World Outside the Mountain Cavern
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 630: A Traitor in Peach Blossom Alley
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3835: Severed Arm
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 254: Start
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 332: Big Dog!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3834: The Profound Spirit Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1190- Three types of weapons
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 321 - Two Teachers? That's Not Impossible
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 320 - Bold And Reckless: Striking At A God-Level Expert
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1189- War Fortress
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 23.3
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 629: Peach Blossoms Bloom Outside of Peach Blossom Alley
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1188- Fallen wings
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 951: The Yellow Court World
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1187.5- Splitting spoils (3)
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You Qi’s gaze scanned Jiang Cheng’s body. He frowned. He couldn’t imagine Jiang Cheng’s clothes being any expensive. The edges were frayed, and the craftsmanship wasn’t that good.
“Do we need to change into the staff’s clothes?” Zuo Qing, who had been observing, spoke. Her voice was magnetic. From current information, Young Master Huang probably suffered from illnesses like hallucinations. Such patients were afraid of strangers. It was reasonable for them to dress like the staff to approach him.
“In a way,” Butler Zhou’s beard trembled. “I have something else to attend to. She will help you change.” He prompted the middle-aged woman behind him. Then, Butler Zhou left with the vicious-looking man and the young woman.
“Dear Dafus, please come with me,” The middle-aged woman’s robotic voice began. After taking a few more turns, everyone had a better understanding of the space within the Huang Manor. The yards were interconnected through a half-moon arch. With hollowed-out designs on the walls, the space felt large and inviting. There wer
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