Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
The first cubicle door was pushed open. Long Tao closed his hand over his mouth. He didn’t dare to make any sound. The bathroom was not that huge. It only had five cubicles. The cubicle was not tall. If one stood on tip-toe, one could easily look in. He was curling up inside the fourth cubicle.
Dong… Dong…
The second and third doors were pushed open. The strange sound paused outside his cubicle. Time froze at that moment.
Long Tao made the decision to shove the door open and charge out. The cubicle next door suddenly opened. It was the innermost cubicle. The old axle creaked creepily. The thing skipped over the cubicle he was in…
A few seconds later, the thudding sound resumed. The thing left the bathroom, and the strange sound faded away.
It left?!
Long Tao’s legs weakened, and he collapsed to the ground. The relief he felt was indescribable. Half a minute later, he forced himself to stand up. It had nothing to do with courage. He was worried that the thing might return.
He leaned on the door and listened to his surroundings. Then, he slowly eased the door open. The bathroom was empty. Long Tao felt a burst of joy. He quickly slithered out of the cubicle and headed to the exit. He walked on his top toe so that he wouldn’t make any sound.
The exit came closer and closer…
Just as he was about to step out of the bathroom, a sudden chill enveloped him, causing him to shiver. He had never experienced that before. Almost subconsciously, he turned around. His neck felt like it creaked like a rusted screw.
There was… nothing behind him. There was no ghost.
As he sighed in relief and wanted to pull his gaze back, his eyes swept the mirror in front of the sink. He felt as if he was struck by thunder. The mirror in the male bathroom was covered in dust and cracks. However, these were not important to Long Tao. His pupils trembled. Through the reflection in the mirror, he saw a pair of legs floating above his head!
A wind picked up in the enclosed space, and the legs swayed.
Long Tao shook. He lifted his head slo
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