Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 352: July 14
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 273: Prop
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1224- Saint Father's death
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 968: The White Bone Gate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1223- Digging three feet
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 37.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 642.1: A Sword Is More Than Just a Sword, a Scholar Is Also a Person - Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3842: Enemies
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 272: Play
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 351: Life is a Series of Different Rooms
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1222- Sky Monument's final reward
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 967: Cultivator War
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1221.5- Evolve to level eight (2)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 36.3
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 80: Sh*t! Where Are The Potatoes
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 194: Noble Strategy
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 641.2: The Temple Master Who Arrived Stepping On Morning Glow - Part 2
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 350: Something Scary is Happening Outside
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 275: Mistake (Teaser)
Soon, the third drum beat sounded. Accompanying it was the singing. The mist rolled on the lake. A red figure appeared above the lake like he was standing in the mist. The figure was graceful and lithe. He had a phoenix crown and a red shawl on him. The big red lanterns swayed beside him. They turned the lake red.
The singing was intermittent. The singer was acting strangely. Young Master Huang… was a ghost.
Qin Jian’s legs trembled. He was one of the bearers of the first team. As he shook, the sedan shook with him. Tang Shirou, who was in the sedan, gripped her hands together. Her face was pale like a ghost.
Thankfully, the curtains of the sedan had been put down. She could only hear the voice and not see anything. No one dared to make any sound. After the third drum beat, Qin Jian, An Xuan, Chen Qiang and You Qi worked together to pick up the sedan chair and moved towards the designated location. It was an old wooden stage. It was built by the lake. It looked abandoned. Water weeds and aloe vera grew around it. They studied it from
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