Evolve from a Tree

2A burly man with stubble all over his face said with a loud and clear voice: "Haha, you guys can give up on this idea. A treasure is something only virtuous people would call themselves. This treasure should belong to me."    4

    

"Mom …" Didn't you say that Tyrant went out on a mission? "    

    

When the other Spirit Cultivator heard this thunderous voice, their expressions became ugly.    

    

In the entire Tao Palace, who didn't know that Tyrant, Han Xiu's words referred to people with strong fists. His words were, "Your group of fists aren't even as strong as this daddy's sissy!" Mother. "Scram to the side, don't blame me for not reminding you, if anyone dares to snatch this treasure from me later, don't blame me for catching it and beating them to death!"    

    

The crowd of Spirit Cultivator s looked at the thick Qilin arm on Han Xiu's arm that could run horses silently. They recalled the feeling of being punched by him and their bodies involuntarily opened a path to the sides.    

    

"What bad luck. I thought Tyrant and the others would get lucky just by going on a mission. But he didn't come back late and just came back at this time. The heavens are going to kill us all!"    

    

"It would be great if Absolute Sword and the Flame Emperor were here as well. It wouldn't be bad if we just watched a fierce battle from the outside."    

    

"Sigh, stop thinking about it. They will probably be back tomorrow. Who knows how Tyrant will feel right now."    

    

"Awful, brother!"    

    

The geniuses of the Spirit Cultivator all sighed, looking at each other, they all frowned.    

    

"That dog Han Xiu." "The heck, he's acting too arrogantly. How about we go together and do something big? I don't believe that we, big guys, can't beat Tyrant!"    

    

Some of the Spirit Cultivator moved their eyeballs and stood on the stage to wave their arms, but no one responded.    

    

"Bro, I'm not trying to hurt your confidence, nor are we trying to belittle ourselves. Mother. "You do indeed have the ability to be domineering."    

    

"Tyrant Han Xiu became a Spirit Cultivator at the age of 16, and in less than two years, he had already become a Vein Stage. I heard that Captain Zhong Lee was very optimistic about Han Xiu, and wanted to recruit him into Kunwu."    

    

"Damn, this dog." Mother. "I got raised by luck, why is it that no one has discovered my outstanding talent?"    

    

"You can pull a chicken. If you can get into Kung Wu even if you plant crooked melons and split dates, then I can become the captain of the Azure Dragon Guards. "    

    

"What? Since you look down on me, why don't you spar with me! "    

    

"If you want to come, then come! See if I will beat you to death!"    

    

Seeing this style of fighting without a word, I really don't know how these two grumpy older brothers managed to survive until today.    

    

"Stop fighting, you can't kill people like this." There were also people who did not mind the big issue and were happily fanning the flames by the side.    

    

"Foolish birds, stop fighting. Absolute Sword, Flame Emperor and the others have really returned!"    

    

"Tsk tsk, just what day is it today? Why is it that the rarely seen great geniuses are all gathered together today?"    

    

"Don't ask, asking is a secret."    

    

"Tsk tsk. He's already a scholar."    

    

"Who cares. Mother. "Why do you have so many things? It has nothing to do with us. All I know is that this will be a good show to watch."    

    

"Speaking of which, in the first ten days of our Tao Palace, we haven't had a good fight in a long time. Maybe they will start fighting because of this Heavenly and Earthly Treasure this time, and at that time, we can truly enjoy ourselves."    

    

"Cut the crap. Let's go, let's go!"