Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 93.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 764: There is a White Tower at the Bottom of the Lake
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 535: Three Gods
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 534: Last Seed
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1514- Women wanting to join
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 533: Living Sin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1513.5- Capture Ye Zhongming to be pig meat
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1107: Treasury (1)
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 40 - Unified Three Purities
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 92.2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3898: The Third Person from the Immortal Feather Sect
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 763: Riding the Tiger
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 532: Ten Percent
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 405: Stairwell
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1513- Capture Ye Zhongming to be pig meat
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1512.5- New Saint
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1106: Infiltration
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 39 - Tang Xue
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 420: Light (Teaser)
This was… Banana Wolf reacted. This was not Chu Jiu. It was the dog from Wen Qing’s bedroom!
As he expected, the other dog bounded from his right. It cuddled with Banana Wolf, even friendlier than the first one. Banana Wolf slowly put down the dogs and stood up. After he realised he was in Sister Qing’s bedroom, he became more confident. Following his memory, he moved along the wall and found the nightlight. He switched it on. The orange light came on.
Seeing the familiar decoration, Banana Wolf calmed down. But where was Sister Qing?
The bedroom door was closed. The two dogs obediently lay beside Banana Wolf. One of them ran to the corner and came back with a tennis ball. It looked at Banana Wolf expectantly. It wanted Banana Wolf to play ball with it. Banana Wolf knelt to ruffle its hair. “Where is your master?” He asked.
Bark!
“Never mind.” Banana Wolf shook his head. “Why would I ask you? I should look for her myself.”
The dog tilted its head as if thinking. Then, it ran away to fetch a picture from the bedside table.
Banana Wolf
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