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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 977: Sentimentality
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1246- Source battle (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 649: On Whose Shoulders Will the Future of the Great Liang Dynasty Rest?
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!
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“Miss Zuo,” Shi Liaozhi’s gaze on Zuo Qing was so sharp that it felt like he wanted to pierce through her, “I hope you can give us an explanation.”
Zuo Qing glanced at him. “I don’t understand what you mean.”
“Don’t you?” Shi Liaozhi demanded, “Then, let me ask you. What is this painting on the wall?” After the three of them returned to the room, Shi Liaozhi, who was drying his clothes, suddenly noticed a painting on the wall facing his bed. The painting was that of a dancing woman. The woman was graceful, and her steps were light. She had on a red dance costume. She was an absolute beauty. However, at that moment, Shi Liaozhi only felt fear. He was reminded of the painting You Qi mentioned and the woman… in the painting.
It was the ghost!
The ghost who rode on Qin Jian’s back and snapped his spine!
He tried to retrace everything based on what had happened recently. Soon, a hypothesis that was horrifying but close to the truth formed in his mind. The appearance of this painting was a bad omen.
Based on what You Qi said, he had seen th
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