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
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3847: Facing an Immortal Exalt
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 361: The First Hour
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 282: Smile
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1241- Antidote and Sacrifice (1)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1240- Deciding
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 347 - He Who Knows Himself And Knows His Enemy Need Not Fear The Result Of A Hundred Battles
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.1: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 281: Reports
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 360: Chaos Beyond Gods' Prediction
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.3
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1239- Reproduction Peak
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1238- Extortion
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.3: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 3
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3846: An Immortal Exalt’s Threats
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 280: Partner
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 359: Painter Gao Ming
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1237- Protection Fee
At the corner of the stairwell in Block C, two figures, one thin and one fat, stood there. They stared at the ground not far away.
“Doctor,” Fatty felt something on his tongue, and his tone was uneven, “This is…” About two metres in front of them, a broken arm lay on the ground. From their perspective, they could see the shattered bones and twisted sinews at the spot where the arm was torn off.
“It’s Xu Wen.” Jiang Cheng nodded.
Fatty moved his eyes to look at the surrounding walls. There was a lot of blood splattered on the floor, walls and ceiling. Even though they didn’t see Xu Wen’s actual body, it was no longer important.
Once they turned this corner, they would reach the music classroom after walking for a while.
Fatty stretched his head and looked into the darkness. He said contemplatively, “So… Xu Wen was ambushed and killed on her way to the music classroom.”
Jiang Cheng studied the sides of the corridor. “No. She left the music classroom and was killed when she reached this place.”
Fatty frowned. Just as he was about to ask Jiang Cheng how he came to that conclusion, there was a ringing around them. It was the ringing of a phone.
They lowered their heads and realised the ringing came from the centre of the palm of the broken arm. It was a red phone. Since its colour was so close to blood, they didn’t notice it earlier.
Fatty was so scared that he almost fainted. Thankfully, Jiang Cheng was there. Jiang Cheng walked forward and pried off the stiff fingers. He picked up the phone, put it beside his ear and answered.
The air seemed to freeze. Due to the distance, Fatty could tell that it was a woman speaking in an unusual tone on the other end of the line.
“I’m not,” Jiang Cheng spoke after some time, “Xu Wen…” Jiang Cheng glanced at the broken arm and said calmly, “She’s beside me. She’s fine. Don’t worry. She’s too preoccupied to answer the phone.” Then, Jiang Cheng moved away for a few steps, covered his mouth with his hand and whispered in reply. Fatty wanted to follow him, but Jiang Cheng sto
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