
Executor No. 17
by Nine Steps
About This Novel
From the day he received the notice, Zhan Ning became the 17th executor. He has two things, one is a notebook with a black cover, and the other is an old and worn red dictionary. Since then, Zhan Ning's life has undergone earth-shaking changes. Zhan Ning's eyes were red and he looked forward: Don't mess with me! I'm the 17th executor! XX: Huh? Then what? Zhan Ning: Then, please go home and stop doing it on earth, okay? I really want to take a break, woohoo~ There is only a male protagonist in this article, not a female protagonist, so be careful before proceeding.
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Official(4)Scraped 7d ago
The first chapter is finished!
The first chapter of Executor No. 17 [Lantern Riddle Chapter] has been completed. Everyone can come and start slaughtering! Regarding the two lantern riddles mentioned in the article, you can also guess in the book review area without reading the text! Riddle 1: Forgetting about public affairs and immersing yourself in work, half a view of the east neighbor takes care of several houses. (Name a town) Riddle 2: I am peeling melon heads inside the leisure door, and there is no moon in the dark corridor. (Choose a location within the museum)
I almost want to call the police... I write too slowly and too little...
Don't update it. . 😔
Kudos to you, my beloved author. .
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Official(4)Scraped 7d ago
The first chapter is finished!
The first chapter of Executor No. 17 [Lantern Riddle Chapter] has been completed. Everyone can come and start slaughtering! Regarding the two lantern riddles mentioned in the article, you can also guess in the book review area without reading the text! Riddle 1: Forgetting about public affairs and immersing yourself in work, half a view of the east neighbor takes care of several houses. (Name a town) Riddle 2: I am peeling melon heads inside the leisure door, and there is no moon in the dark corridor. (Choose a location within the museum)
I almost want to call the police... I write too slowly and too little...
Don't update it. . 😔
Kudos to you, my beloved author. .








