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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
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
Chapter 838- Once again sparring with Tang Qi
An entire night passed. Under my strong demands, the nurse finally agreed to cut my stitches on the second day. The moment she took off the bandages, my jade-white arms and chest appeared underneath them. The nurse immediately called for the doctor as if she had seen a ghost. The doctor also couldn't believe it and felt that humans shouldn't have such a quick regeneration rate and that something must have gone wrong. I didn't say much, but I knew that this was the strong regeneration rate of the Yang Yan Realm. In other words, someone who stepped into the Yang Yan Realm was infinitely close to God, and their bodies were far stronger than that of normal people.
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At 9am, we went to pay respects to Dong Cheng Lei at the cemetery along with Li Mu, Wang Jian, Yue Qing Qian, Lin Xiao Wu, Old K, and Song Han. Lin Wan Er carpooled with Dong Cheng Yue and me while I held a white flower in my hand. The fragrance wafted into my nose, but it made my mood even heavier. Dong Cheng Lei's grave was at the corner of the cemetery and it was quite large. The Dong Cheng Family was quite famous in Hangzhou and they naturally didn't lack any money. Dong Cheng Feng also treated Ah Lei as his real son, and as such, one could see how much he loved him.
The car stopped outside. I wore a set of brand new clothes and got off the car with the flowers in my hand. Li Mu, Lin Xiao Wu, Mocha, and the rest had all arrived. All of them wore black and they slowly walked into the cemetery. No one spoke. The atmosphere was so dense that it made it difficult for one to breathe.
We soon arrived at the front of his tomb. The picture on it was still so dumb-looking.
I placed the fresh flowers in front of his tombstone and knelt down slowly. My heart suddenly trembled, my ears perked up at the sound of Dong Cheng Lei calling me Brother Xiao Yao. My nose felt sour and tears welled up in my eyes. I lowered my head, tears landing onto the flowers. My body trembled slightly as I wiped my tears, raised my hea
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