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 290: Game (Teaser)
The room was small. Qin Jian looked around, his body chilled. There was no painting. Where was the painting? Could they have hidden the painting? Qin Jian analysed everything in his mind. No. The painting looks strange and suspicious. No one would dare to look too long at it, much less move it. So… Qin Jian’s heart skipped a beat. The painting… had disappeared!
It disappeared after Chen Xiaomeng came to find him! Or else why wouldn’t she let him into the room the second time? She was worried that he’d realise the painting had disappeared. Everything made sense then. This was a trap.
They used some kind of method to transfer the ghost’s attention to him. This was bad… But the things that they said…
Qin Jian’s ears twitched. Footsteps came from outside the door. In his hurry, he noticed the window was open for a small gap. He pushed it open and leapt out.
Fatty, who pushed open the door, sighed in relief. Then, he said, “Boss, there’s no one here.”
“Even so, we can’t let our guard down.” Jiang Cheng strode into the room and sat on the c
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