Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
My Iyashikei Game
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1036- Be under me or die
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 248: Name
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 169: Beauty
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1035- Desolate Land
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 883: One Versus One Hundred (1)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 284 - Violent Mu Xianxian
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 549: Detachment Is Naturally Difficult When You're a Part of the Secular World
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 199: The Sindhi Lady
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1034- Ice Crystal Path
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 168: Amazing
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 247: Sides
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1033- Historic Siege Chariot
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 283 - A Dozen-Plus Demonic Dragon Halls With A Dozen-Plus Bosses
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 70: Yaine Was Right, Pretty Things Are Deceptive
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 548: The Liu Banbi Who Isn't a Scholar Won't Listen to Reason
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 198: A Traitor Has Appeared Among Us
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1032- Part of the price
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 167: Aid
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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