Taibai And A Qin

Ethan Smith walked down the empty street, cigarette in mouth, shaking his head and forcing a bitter smile. Who could have imagined that after three years of marriage, all that remained was betrayal?
He vowed to make that woman regret what she had done and promised to make everyone who had been good to him live a good life.
Yes, it was Emily Taylor, the woman who had helped him out of the abyss of despair when he hit the lowest point in his lifetime.
"Emily, it's time for me to take care of you."

Mrs. and Mr. Smith

But it was unexpected that the cultivator was so formidable; amidst the encirclement of the Demon Tribe Army, he managed to hold on until now.


A bald young boy stood barefooted on the ground, his face still somewhat childish.


A layer of Buddha's Light enveloped him as he fiddled with Buddhist beads in one hand, and formed Finger Techniques with the other, continually murmuring Sanskrit Chants.


At his side, countless demons with shattered legs sat paralyze on the ground.


He strolled through the midst of the Demon Tribe Army as leisurely as a wanderer, and any demon he touched would have their legs explode.


Ethan Smith was somewhat shaken; this Little Monk made it look too easy.


It seemed as though he was just taking a stroll, facing the Demon Tribe Army with ease, and even managed to control his techniques to spare those demons' lives.


Chapter 2368 Little Monk