Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
On the tree branch under the white hawk’s talons were several structures. They were all tree houses built into the branch. There were huge baskets woven from vines hanging beneath the branch with people moving about. They had completely transformed a tree branch into a floating garden, which was filled with an exotic vibe.
White Wolf guards in white uniforms embroidered with white wolves moved between the strangely-shaped structures. Despite all being first heavenly tribulation cultivators, their valiant, handsome uniform just seemed like they had stolen it from somewhere when they wore it.
They either rolled up their sleeves all the way up their arms, or they tied the hem of their uniform to their waists. Basically all of them moved around with bare feet. Out of the ten people there, eight of them stared at Xiao An beside Li Qingshan. From how they ogled at her, they did not seem like cultivators at all. They seemed more like perverts that had never seen women before for their past eight lives.
Out of the remaining two, one was ready to take pleasure in Li Qingshan’s misfortune. He seemed unconcerned, like he was watching a show.
The last one was filled with surprise. He asked with a strange tone, “White Wolf commander? White Wolf commander of what?”
“The White Wolf commander of the South Sea commandery, obviously. Send your White Hawk commander over to see me!”
Li Qingshan was rather surprised. He had been appointed as their White Wolf commander, yet these guards actually had no idea, or were they just putting on an act?
“That’s quite a big mouth you have, sir. You’re just a White Wolf commander, so it should be you who sees our commander instead!” said an undisciplined White Wolf guard.
It was a mystery just how many rings he had through his ears and nostrils, and he was even covered in green paint. It only took a single glance to tell he came from a shaman tribe. His face was filled with contempt.
“Who are you supposed to be? How can you speak to me like that?”
Li Qingshan frowned. Even a mere White Wolf guard
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