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!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 314: How Would I Know
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 393: Your Despair is My Everday
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299.5- Coincidence (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299- Coincidence
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
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Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 326: Order (Teaser)
A small wooden segment sat quietly on the table. An Xuan sat at the table and stared at it. No one knew what he was thinking. Xia Meng wanted to persuade him, but every time, she swallowed back her words.
When An Xuan slowly severed Zuo Qing’s fingers, she was just beside him. If not for the raining, the snapping sound would have garnered the other’s suspicion. However, at the same time, An Xuan had exposed himself. At least the others knew that he and Zuo Qing entered the nightmare together. But, so what?
In any case, the evidence preserved by Zuo Qing before her death was enough to pinpoint the killer. There was a wooden segment in her palm. Why would Zuo Qing spit out the segment and hold it in her hand?
The segment had to carry special significance. It was her dying message. It was her soundless accusation against her killer!
“It’s You Qi,” Xia Meng said grimly. After some time, An Xuan finally nodded. He didn’t look conventionally sad. At least he didn’t cry or look pained. He just sat there quietly. However, Xia Meng felt him to
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