Monkey King obtains the edict from the High Heaven and is entrusted to manage the Peach Garden.
Dong Shuangquan smiled and said two words of Jitian Great Saint in his youth. Then he went away gracefully.
Monkey King held the edict, looking from left to right, then from top to bottom, examining it repeatedly, yet he couldn't understand the intentions of the High Heaven.
After drinking a cup of tea, he yawned and casually threw the edict aside, like addressing the monkey children on Huaguoshan: "Little ones! Follow me!"
several immortals
Lu Xuan had never led any sect of immortals before, even though he was the head of the Lu Ming Institute. But he had never handled any trivial matters within the institute. It was only now that he realized that Mian Xiao of Nine Abyss had been handling many things for him silently, and even more so because he was worried about the insufficient storage of immortal stones, hesitating to spend time on his own cultivation.
Upon hearing this, Fengwu's body trembled lightly, her pretty face turned pale, and her lips tightly biting down. She shook her legs, walked into her room, closed the door just in time, and suddenly felt as if she had lost all her strength, falling to the ground.
Bang! Just when Mo Ke was indulging in his fantasy, a tremendous sound resounded suddenly in the outer valley. Mo Ke quickly turned his gaze towards the direction of the sound, and saw a huge mushroom cloud billowing out from the valley entrance.
Gu Chen watched as the old man deployed layer upon layer of defenses, and his face immediately broke into a smile.
Zhao Jian smiled without speaking, placing the rocket meteorite in his left hand. With a gentle flick of his right hand, a cluster of red fire sprang up, and then ignited the fuse of the rocket meteorite in his left hand.
Everyone placed a gift at Qin Yuan's side. Qin Yuan looked at them one by one. Indeed, they were all precious items. Even if he considered himself to be well-off and wealthy, he was still far away from what they had.
Just like Da Shan and Chang Long, their true forms are all magical beasts, but in terms of behavior and thought, they have little distinction from ordinary humans.
Lin Bao saw Yan Bing so anxious and tried to comfort her. "Sister-in-law, don't worry. With Brother's strength, there's no way he'll be in trouble. He must have been caught up in something."
Following this, the Qian Shan sect would be engaged in a mutually destructive battle with the beast tide, resulting in the complete annihilation of the Qian Shan sect. The remaining foundation and sect would be of no use against the beasts, and in the end, it would naturally fall into Qing Ye's hands.
If there was a 'street boss' to help manage the orchard, in the future if anyone was jealous and wanted to cause trouble, they wouldn't have to make Yang Tree do it. Instead, they could just let the 'street boss' take care of it.
Just now, the quarrel was caused because he couldn't bear the Yin's indifference to her life and death, and even tried to use her as an excuse to pretend to be gentle and virtuous in front of Fu Zhiyan.
"No matter, you discuss these matters with County Deputy Liu in detail. Choose any farmland in the county as you wish." Pan Rui waved his sleeve, as if relieving a great burden.
"General says that under no circumstances can you enter the palace," Yu Bo said seriously, "Once the Empress Dowager summons your lady into the palace, it means she is being used as a hostage. How could we allow her to take such a risk?"
If the puppets of the Dark Council are not limited, their puppet troops would be enough to level the Tianyuan Continent.
Wang Si Ming pushed aside Su Yan Yue's hand, and skillfully wrapped her in his arms.
"Who could it be? Why do they want to pry into our secrets? Could the members of the Convention Council have discovered us?" Joselin thought as she didn't stop her steps. She soon reached the clock tower of Harin's Academy.
"All right." Feng Rong didn't think Wang Zan would object, but it was still better to discuss it with him.
This number may not be significant to various business tycoons, but for Su Yan Yi and several other college students, it is something else.
Wang Si Ming lovingly took off Su Yan Yue's shoes, then took off her clothes and changed into pajamas for her.
Three more sounds, plus the slap earlier, two on the left and two on the right, making it symmetric.
"Humph, Let you live for a while longer. Once you leave here, it will be your doom." The golden-feathered man coldly snorted, his eyes sinister. He swept his sleeves and retreated to the side, not daring to cause any trouble here.
