The rain grew heavier.
Li Shiwuwu looked down at the still slightly beating, blood-soaked heart in the mud.
In a deep voice, he said, "You all leave."
"Oh... oh..." The young man with the sword, eyes wide with horror, fled in a panic.
Horror / Xianxia
Harem / Sci-fi
Xuanhuan / Martial Arts
LitRPG / Xuanhuan
Urban / Mature
Mecha / Sci-fi
LitRPG / Xuanhuan
Mature / Xuanhuan
Harem / Xianxia
Harem / Xianxia