Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
“Do they die in the same way?”
“Yes.”
“What about the time of death?” Jiang Cheng pressured.
“People started to die the day after Chen Yao’s suicide. It was the guards.” Li Yanwei nodded as she said, “It only stopped…” She thought about it and then added as if struck by inspiration. “Before the third rehearsal! That’s right!” She reminisced, “It has to be before the third rehearsal! Because of her incident, the preparation was on a time crunch. Some of the bigger performances had very late rehearsals. The third rehearsal started at midnight!” She said agitatedly, “I remember it very clearly!”
Midnight rehearsal… Nine deaths in total…
Fatty calculated in his mind. Based on what Xu Wen said, the imminent rehearsal would be at midnight. Coincidentally, there were nine travellers for this mission. Fatty’s face paled. Was the tragedy from ten years ago going to repeat itself?
“Miss Li,” Jiang Cheng suddenly said.
Fatty’s thoughts were interrupted. He turned to look at Jiang Cheng. This strange man was his lifesaver. He didn’t know about the rest, but he was sure Jiang Cheng was going to live. Fatty pressed his lips, and he swore to hold onto Jiang Cheng. “Even if I die, I will die with the doctor!”
When Li Yanwei turned her head to him, Jiang Cheng asked in a gentle tone, “Do you mind if I call you that?”
Li Yanwei pulled Fatty back to reality. “I don’t mind.”
“Miss Li,” Jiang Cheng put his buttons back on and said, “I have an offensive question. I hope you won’t mind.”
Li Yanwei’s brows twitched. A few seconds later, she continued in her even tone, “Do ask.”
Jiang Cheng tilted his head. “If what you said about Chen Yao is true, and she killed out of vengeance. Then…” He lifted his head to look at Li Yanwei’s eyes behind her sunglasses, “Why are you still alive? As Su Yu’s fiance, I can’t figure out a reason for her not to kill you. Why did she leave you be?”
The atmosphere froze. Fatty didn’t even dare to breathe. This was too sudden. Fatty thought Jiang Cheng was about to act dumb and leave this woman be
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