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
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 300: Collector
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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