Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 284: Do You Believe Me?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 363: I Want Save All of Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1245- Source battle
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.3
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 976: Arrival
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1244- Worry and Joy
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 349 - Possessing Puppets And Learning Through Combat
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 648: Who Can Fathom an Emperor's Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 283: Confiscate
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 362: The Perfect Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1243- Proof of the Formation and Proof of the Ruins
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 975: Migration
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.01.1 - Late September's Whispers
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 348 - The Shenxia Tower Opens; Salute The Godly General!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1242- Antidote and Sacrifice (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.2: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3847: Facing an Immortal Exalt
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 288: Poem (Teaser)
Then, Jiang Cheng turned to Xia Meng. A few seconds later, he suddenly said, “Help me?”
Xia Meng scoffed. Just as she was ready to blow him off with snide comments like, ‘Why should I?’, she sensed Fatty’s cold eyes on her. Therefore, she swallowed her words, pressed her lips and uttered unwillingly, “What do you want?”
…
Footsteps approached. Qin Jian, who was seated by the table, stood up warily. You Qi sat up in bed as well. The window was left slightly open. An Xuan saw that someone was coming their way through the gap in the window. The person was running like there was something urgent. It was Chen Xiaomeng.
An Xuan narrowed his eyes and whispered, “Don’t let her come in.”
Qin Jian was the first to move to the door. Before she knocked on the door, he blocked her outside. You Qi moved to follow. Lastly, it was the slow An Xuan.
“Miss Chen,” Qin Jian still looked like an ancient scholar. He asked sincerely, “Can we help you?”
“Have you found anything weird in your room?” Xia Meng spoke quickly with beads of sweat on her forehead.
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