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 305: Performance
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 384 Me Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1285- Heaven Drawing Technique
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 47.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1284- Heaven Benevolence
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 667.1: Without Him - Part1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 304: Hint
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 383: Infighting
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1283- Killing dragon
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 992: Hibernation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1282- Surrounding
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 47.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 666.2: How Can It Be Sunset So Soon? - Part 2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 303: Perspective
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 382: Stealing Corpse
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1281- Found you
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 991: Sky Throne
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 364 - No Souls; Immune to Curses; Not Living Beings
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“Doctor,” Fatty asked, “What should we do next?”
Jiang Cheng held the crop and studied the embroidery on it. Then, he mumbled to himself, “Mei Xian Yard, Xiao Wan.”
Fatty licked his lips. He said excitedly, “Doctor, Mei Xian Yard doesn’t sound like a serious place.”
“It depends.” Jiang Cheng put the pouch away, “Once many serious people go there, it’ll become a serious place.” When he saw the term Mei Xian Yard, Fatty instantly believed that it was a brothel. Based on the Doctor’s reaction, his guess should be correct.
They chose a quiet path and came to the wall. Then, they jumped over it. Fatty kept saying: Wouldn’t it be dangerous for them to leave the Huang Residence like that? If the middle-aged woman came to find them…
“If you’re scared, you can go back,” Jiang Cheng answered naturally.
Fatty shook his head. “Doctor, you know what I mean.” He explained, “I meant, shouldn’t we inform Xia Meng? If the middle-aged woman comes, she can handle her for us.”
Jiang Cheng stopped and turned to stare at Fatty. Fatty shivered from the star
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