Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 316: Ghost Face
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 238: Beep
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1158- Jumping into the river
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
At that moment, the entire world changed.
In his eyes, those flowers and grasses were originally all the same. Some of them were only slightly larger. Some were a little redder, while others were a little greener.
Yet now, even when they were the same variety, there was a distinct difference due to their age, maturity, and shade of their petals. They were like faces of people—even if it was just a nose and two eyes, it was still a thousand different faces for a thousand different people. It was impossible to mix them up. He could even tell their “personalities” from these faces, as well as everything they had been through.
This was no longer a lonely wilderness, but a raucous community of people. The Razortooth grass bush before him was like a group of bloodthirsty soldiers, desiring the nourishment of flesh and blood, except they desired metallic dust even more right now to maintain their weapons.
The Black Fir tree nearby was like an old man that had left the polar climate for the tropics, irritated by the heat of this place. On the other hand, the Three-leaved Flame flowers that were bright and beautiful like young women were the exact opposite. They found this place to be too cold.
He did not have to observe carefully, nor did he have to make judgments according to the information provided to him. As Li Qingshan walked past them, he could hear their various complaints and requests.
Li Qingshan curled his lip. “How troublesome!”
He strolled around with his hands behind his back before returning to the hill and sitting down beneath the Golden-leaved Bodhi tree.
Shen Yushu smiled inside. How’s that? You don’t even know where to start, do you?
At the same time, Ruan Yaozhu was observing him as well. She could not help but become rather worried about whether he could handle this job or not.
The nine-coloured deer said, “Don’t worry. This kid’s got the bloodline of the qilin, and you’ve given him the jade slip. With all those clones, how could he do a poor job? That kid Shen Yushu is going to be disappointed.”
Ruan Yaozhu smile
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