Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I’ll Take That Opportunity
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 399: Warmth
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 519: Different Path to Escape
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1497.5- Death Oath
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1098: Working Together
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 469 – When It Comes To Suicidal Missions, Let Others Handle That
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1497- Death Oath
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 26 - Entering The Inner Sect
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 758.1: Suddenly, a Deceased Person Came to Mind - Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3891: Might of the Divine Sword of the Heavenly Star
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 398: Cooperation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 518: Trick
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1496.5- Same level battle (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 87.1
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1097: Ambush
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 468 - The Poison Lich
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1496- Same level battle (3)
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 25 - Defeating Lin Ziyou And Becoming An Inner Disciple
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 95: Are You the Ones?
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This was pointless. She was a brave girl, similar to the little beggar from before. The determination in their eyes was the same. If Chu Jiu could say something, she could encourage him to survive. One of them had to survive to end this nightmare.
Hearing the screams from above, Fatty stopped hesitating and ran down the stairs.
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The figure in the shadow sighed heavily as he watched the bloody woman on the ground. Then, he coughed violently as blood leaked out of his mouth. The strange thing was that the man’s blood appeared to be strong acid. As it touched the ground, it burned a black hole through the wooden floor. The air reeked of fire and blood.
The man’s right arm dangled unnaturally. It looked broken. Compared to the barely living woman, he still had half his life left. Wei Jingting yanked off the stocking from his head to reveal his scarred face. One of them almost severed the brow bone.
“Well done.” He stared at the woman. The walls and the ceiling were ruined in battle. Ruin was everywhere. Some of them looked like scratch m
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