Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Before he could think too much about it, the magnificent building had already arrived before him, hidden between a few plum, peach, and pear trees in the courtyard at the front, which instead made it seem a little serene. The men and women hurrying about were all neatly-dressed and filled with confidence. If the rebels outside the city were the wailing souls of the Hell realm, then they were the deva that stood high above in the Heaven realm.
The beggars all gulped and faltered, afraid to take a step forward. This was an example of the wealthy naturally giving off an oppressive aura.
The “deva” were disturbed by the activity in the courtyard. They all discussed in wonder, “Ah, why are there so many beggars outside?” “Don’t tell me they’ve come to make trouble? There’s a very big mess outside the city right now!”
The middle-aged procuress happened to be welcoming and seeing off guests at the entrance, so she hurried outside and flew into a rage. She called out at the top of her lungs.
“Guards! Guards! What are you all doing? Get rid of these beggars!”
Several large, tough guards rushed out. Their leader reeked of alcohol and had a scar that stretched across his face. With his drunkenness and anger together, he turned bright-red, which made him seem particularly vicious.
“Fucking hell, you bunch of beggars, are you tired of living? How dare you come and make trouble here!”
Before anyone could get another word in, he swung his hand towards a small beggar, kicking up a gust of wind. He clearly knew martial arts. If that slap landed, it would leave the beggar half-dead at the very least.
It flew halfway across the air, but it landed on a fair, slender hand instead. The small beggar that had just survived the attack scrambled away. The other beggars all retreated frantically, revealing Li Qingshan’s figure. His chest heaved a few times, and he muttered, “By virtue, by virtue!” a few times before raising his head and smiling. “These are all my guests!”
He stood between the flickering lantern light and the mottled shadows of the tr
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