
Breaking Out of the Hell Realm
冲出地狱道
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 69k Words
- Genre
- Danmei (BL)
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 6y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Synopsis
20Chapters
14Favorites
10Nutrient gifts
293Clicks per chapter
18Comments
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Reader comments 17
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It looks a bit scary. Even if you survive in such a world, you will still have mental illness.
This is really not the end. Damn, let's give it a summary ending. At least we will be reunited with Gong!
Oh my god, I'm enjoying watching it...
When will we leave Novice Village and meet up with Gong?
Terrible, inexplicably worried towards the end, Xiao Shou kills Xiao Gong, completely possessed. What kind of feelings do you want?
In fact, after killing her son, I guessed that she would be angry later, because the boy killed the grandma, and she and her husband wanted to bury the body and hide it. These chapters are too bloody and negative. The author needs to be careful and be careful about harmony.
The gold fingers I had when I was young were very life-like and home-friendly, including Coprinus comatus, cactus, pumpkin, kitchen knife and scissors... Oh, and drool, haha!
The stepmother's family still has quite a lot of fighting power, although they all come one after another to deliver equipment...
Are the two cousins mutated zombies in the real world, or mutated in the infinite copy? If this were reality, then the whole world would slowly become like the end of the world, with endless dungeons.
Ah, it must have been the alter ego that killed his father, stepmother and stepbrother when he was young. He felt that his father's protection of him was actually his deepest wish. I guess I knew it a little bit when I was young, but I didn't dare to face it yet. Who hides alone and proudly in the world, the same flowers bloom too late. This is a poem that I used to like very much.