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!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
Luo Yi thought about it and agreed with his partner. He studied the giant lock. “But… who would imprison him here and why?”
“It has to be the higher staff who is behind this.” Zhen Jianren said, “As for why… We’ll have to ask him.”
“Now?” Luo Yi shrunk his neck.
Zhen Jianren nodded. “Yes.”
“Wait!” Luo Yi turned to Zhen Jianren and frowned, “If he’s really imprisoned here, why doesn’t he run or call the police?”
Zhen Jianren halted. Clearly, Luo Yi’s words reminded him of something. Several seconds later, Zhen Jianre pursed his lips and looked at the empty yard. “I think I know why the old man is limping…”
Hearing that, Luo Yi shuddered.
…
Zhou Taifu grabbed the clothes he borrowed as he tailed Xu Wen carefully. Zhang Yinyin stayed a distance away from them.
“It’s so cold…” Zhou Taifu grumbled softly. At the same time, he saw Xu Wen frown from the corner of his eyes, so he astutely stopped complaining. The trio said nothing along the way. Zhou Taifu didn’t have breakfast, so he was cold and hungry. When he passed by the convenience store, he jogged in and bought three warm soy milk. When he rushed out, holding the three cups, the female students lining up stared at him strangely.
Zhou Taifu took a sip, and colour returned to his face. “Miss Xu,” He suggested tentatively, “Isn’t it a bit dangerous for us to go to the music classroom? Why don’t… we call Feng Lan to join us?” Feng Lan seemed to know the school's history. Plus, Zhen Jianren had tested her with the camera before. She was not a ghost.
Xu Wen moved up the steps, avoiding the puddles on the ground. She didn’t like getting wet. It reminded her of the time she spent in the South East Asian Rainforest with her mates.
Just as Zhou Taifu thought his words had fallen on deaf ears, Xu Wen’s voice returned, “The ghost in this mission has changed. Feng Lan was not a ghost yesterday, but that doesn’t mean she’s not a ghost today.”
Zhou Taifu was shocked and said, “No… Can that happen?”
At that moment, Xu Wen, who walked in the front, stopped. Then, she sl
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