He was now leaning half against a hall-like room. In the center stood a table covered in dust, an eight immortals table, with several low square stools. Against the wall were blackened stones piled up to make a stove.,No matter how much Hu Ma didn't want to, he had to force himself to eat, forcing him to chew and swallow. Every bite was an incredibly painful experience.,"Having a bit of skill and getting lost in the woods to harm people, pregnant women are not spared. I thought you were cultivating diligently, so I wanted you to guard the corpse of Old Master Cui for twenty years to spare your life, but you not only didn't appreciate it, but also came to harm my grandson..."。