This is a story about a swordsman who was riding a taxi with a sword. After picking up a dead old man, he was stuffed into a room full of strange creatures for him to take care of. Although there were powerful tree monsters, spiritual beasts that could swallow caves, and mechanical men at the spiritual level among these strange creatures, they could not move without the care of the monks.

Please choose the host

One

Shout to the girls' dormitory: Which one is better at learning excavator fifty times

Two

Go to the boys' dormitory and shout ten times: Trash, look at me

Three

Go out and say to the fifty people you meet: Monster! Let go of my master

Yuan Kong: "I choose death"

System: "With me here, the host will be resurrected even if he dies. The period from death to resurrection is the same as paralysis. Please choose the host"

Yuan Kong...

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Under the blazing sun, Zhang Yu, dressed in white, stood quietly in a small courtyard built by a mortal.

With a wave of his hand, the sky changed drastically, the sun and the moon alternated, and the position of the original scorching sun was now replaced by a bright moon.

He raised his head, looked at the boundless starry sky, and murmured to himself: "Xue'er, have I fulfilled our promise? I think so..."