37 Small Shrubs

"Take the bedding away for him; I have no use for it." Yan Jicheng walked to the bedside, rolled up the bedding, and then sat on the hard wooden board, closing his eyes to rest.

The final destination for those who have performed good deeds for ninety-nine lifetimes is the Spirit Demon Realm. What are the benefits of the Spirit Demon Realm?

After all, he had so many disciples, but there was only one Primordial Pill. Giving it to anyone would invite accusations of favoritism; if Tang Xiaoxiao were to designate the recipient, it wouldn't be so troublesome.

Among the group from Tiandu Mansion, the black-robed figure exuding the scent of a rotting corpse spoke, his voice grim.

Although there were tens of thousands of tunnel entrances here, only the one leading to the Mountain and Sea Region was filled with seawater, which was why Jiang Yun had spotted it the moment he entered the hall.

Liu Zheng, like Huan Qizhang, felt that Wu Guanjin was acting a bit strange; his words just now were intended to put the other man at ease.

Before this, the standing committee members already had an idea of who wanted which position; this was merely a formality.

Cai Zhixiong said this because he had found some food in the storage bags he carried.

Chen Danqing looked calm. Standing in the void, he continued to pit his physical body against the Dao artifact. Seeing the sound waves sweeping toward him, he clenched his fists tightly and let out a loud roar. The sound was like thunder, grander than the tolling of an ancient bell. He swung his arms up, rising like a hurricane sweeping across the heavens and the earth.

Chen Xin retracted his hand, feeling somewhat unwilling; after the Three-Lives Stone regained its color, he placed his hand upon it once more.

Madam Shen An was the last to receive the tea offered by Cheng Yanyan. As the saying goes, "an elder brother is like a father, and an elder sister-in-law is like a mother." Madam Shen An was naturally entitled to accept this cup of tea. After drinking, she brought out the welcoming gift she had prepared long ago.

Seeing her expression, Nanny Yang was taken aback. Just as Madam Su was about to speak, she heard faint voices coming from the side room. After listening for a moment, Madam Su stood up and headed toward the adjacent chamber. Nanny Yang and the two maidservants hurried to follow.

However, Madam Liao did not care about that. In her mind, since the items were on the grounds of the East Mansion, they belonged to her branch of the family.

"Actually, our top priority now is to eliminate the living strength of the Demon Army, wearing down their main force bit by bit. Once that is done, no matter how many demonized troops remain, they will not be a cause for concern," the Demon Lord Hengsen finally spoke to offer his suggestion.

Yan Ningshuang almost suspected that something was wrong with the medicine Zhao Yingqiu had given her, until she saw Xiao Jingyue, who had tossed and turned all night, still unable to rise, suffering from a high fever.

Furthermore, it was always one or two Foundation Establishment cultivators leading several Qi Refining cultivators to besiege members of the Dragon and Phoenix squads.

Warm moments flowed gently. A lazy, sweet, and soft voice rang out slowly. Avril tilted her head slightly, looking at her man with a playful gaze.

Yihong had another identity to the outside world: she was Li Tianyou's intimate maid. Regardless of whether she and Li Tianyou had truly consummated their relationship, she was destined to stay with him.

Listening to my words, Wang Yingli appeared calm on the surface, but her hands were twisted together, revealing her nervousness.

"What about Hao Ren's shares?" Xia Wanyu asked. She did not know that my shares had been converted into state-owned shares during that transformation. In fact, I didn't know it myself; up to this point, Wang Yingli hadn't told me.

Sheng Xi even wondered, if it hadn't been Sheng Zongchen who wounded her, anyone else would have likely been torn to pieces.

After some mutual formalities, Xu Xing and Master Xiang gained a rough understanding of each other's strength. Clearly, they were two completely different people, even feeling like opposites: Xu Xing used his fists to compensate for the falsehoods of lies, while Master Xiang used the truth to compensate for the damage caused by fists.

Despite their doubts, the situation on the ground left no room for further thought. Just as the battle grew more intense, an alarm siren sounded.

A true man born into chaotic times should contribute to his country and family. With sword and blade at his side and martial arts in his soul, he should live as a passionate man.

For the past week, no matter how hot it was, Ye Wan wore her oversized blue-and-white school uniform, her hair draped over her shoulders, covering half of her beautiful face.

After receiving his orders, Big Bear walked in front, clearing a path for Nalan Ling while carrying one person in each hand and swinging another.

At that time, Liu Yuesha was young and understood only half of what was happening, but now she understood clearly: a person like Poison Wood was indeed best used as a dog.

Yan Yan was a person who rarely stood out to interrupt. He almost always stood to the side, and after summarizing very carefully, if there was a clear sense of discomfort, he would express his thoughts in a relatively tactful way.

Since ancient times, "I," "you," and "he/she/it" have symbolized the first person, second person, and third person.

Having made this decision, the two did not go through Kunshan Pass, but instead crossed the Kunshan Mountains directly. With great skill comes great boldness, so they walked straight through the vast, wild mountains.

Molos had already anticipated what Li Jie was going to do, but his reaction was still a beat too slow.

The players in Falling Cloud City threw their skills into the circle without hurry, slowly depleting the skeleton monsters at a steady pace.

At this moment, a burst of enthusiastic shouting suddenly came from below the ring. This cheering was not directed at Su Yang, but at Ring Number One, which was one ring away from his. Upon hearing this sound, Su Yang immediately cast his gaze in that direction.

If one were to perceive it carefully, streams of energy were slowly gathering in the mouth of the Jungle Eagle, amidst that dark green gas.

Outside the Heavenly Court, more than a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers had gathered. Though it looked a bit pathetic—as the heavenly soldiers were few in number after the battle at Huanghua Temple, and the majesty of the Heavenly Court had plummeted far below what it once was—the powerful beings within the Heavenly Court had appeared before the public once again.

With a "boom," a column of smoke erupted from the tank turret. Ji Yi had already jumped off the tank and was preparing to leap onto another. However, that tank’s top hatch was locked, and the engine had already started.

On the path of cultivation, one is constantly living on the edge of a blade; how could one not know that caution is the key to survival?

Fortunately, he wore a bulletproof vest. Wei Lan gritted his teeth, thrust his knife through the creature's chin and into its brain, then grabbed its body with all his might and flung it away.