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
When Jiang Cheng and Fatty sneaked to the fourth floor and opened the door to the music classroom, they were surprised by what they saw. From the outside, the room was perfectly dark. However, looking in, the inside of the room was showered with a dim light.
Fatty peeked further into the room. He found the source of the light. The whole wallpaper was brutishly peeled away to expose… the giant mirror behind it. The light poured out of the mirror and into the classroom. The two slightly opened their eyes.
A great performance was being held inside the mirror. The leading girl on stage stood on tip-toe and swayed gracefully. Her dance was dreamlike but lively. More than ten dancers twirled around her. Some were clumsy, while others were agile. They all worshipped her.
The strangest thing was that there was no sound. It felt like they were watching a silent film. Compared to the prima donna, the dancing skills of the accompanying dancers were hard to describe. One of them was a middle-aged man with a gut belly. His giant size didn’t match the style of ballet at all.
As he turned around, Fatty’s pupils shook.
Zhou Taifu…
Even though the blood on his chin had dried, the giant wound was still looking ghastly. Fatty moved his stiff neck to look down the row. The once-lively faces were as emotionless as death. The woman in the qipao, Long Tao, Luo Yi, Zhen Jianren, Zhou Taifu, and… Zhang Yinyin!
Zhang Yinyin was dead. It was clear who the other survivor was. However, no one really cared about that then because they saw that Xu Wen was already seated under the stage, being one of the two audiences of this performance. The other was the bloody Su Yu. Of course, they were also in the mirror world, the world from… ten years ago.
Fatty’s mouth hung open for a long time before he squeezed the sentence out, “So… this is real third rehearsal…” This was not a question but a confirmation.
Jiang Cheng watched the absurd performance in the mirror. A few seconds later, he walked forward. Fatty hesitated and followed him. Whe
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