Chaotic Sword God
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
Zhan Yue
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 338: Forgotten
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 417: Nail in Heart
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1333- Undead summoning
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1019: Karma (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1332- Someone to depend on
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.02.1 - Late September's Whispers
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 388 - Bai Yiyuan, I Won't Forget This
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 337: Dawn
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 416: Return
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1331.5- Chaos Mental Field (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1331- Chaos Mental Field
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 336: Miao Family Camp
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 415: Family and Home
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 58.1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 414: I Need to Be Insane to See My Family
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1330- Simple Modification
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 335: Promise
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1018: Remains of the Dead
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 345: Benefits (Teaser)
The day passed by quickly. Someone called that afternoon to make an appointment with the Doctor, but the latter rejected it with an excuse. The food brought over by Pi Wan was so great that Fatty made another feast. The Doctor had a great time. Fatty felt like even if he ate wantonly, he couldn’t rival the Doctor’s appetite.
“Why didn’t you eat?” After they finished the door, Jiang Cheng, who lay on the couch, glanced at Fatty. Fatty was still munching slowly. There was at least half a bowl of rice left in his bowl. They had a lot to eat.
“I’m not that hungry, Doctor,” Fatty said and turned his head to look out the window.
The sky darkened, but they didn’t switch on the lights. The last rays disappeared. The world was going to be dominated by the night again. Fatty was not a good liar. Even if he tried, he couldn’t trick Jiang Cheng. With one glance, Jiang Cheng knew that he was thinking about the little beggar. His thought was written on his face.
“They buried the girl.” Jiang Cheng said, “It was on the mountain behind the yard.” He
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