Xu Ran, having already cleared Black Myth: Wukong, suddenly travels back in time and becomes the chosen one in Black Myth: Wukong's story. Gaining the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow System, he's able to once again face those malicious demons blocking his path and confront those regretful endings. This time, however, he wants to change something. Clearly understanding the path ahead, he sets out again. Xu Ran: "Fourth sister, I'm here to save your teeth!" "Guangzhi, Little Yellow Dragon, and Tiger, help me!"
Xiuxian rebirth, open up and face all those who are not convinced!
In this life, no one can match!
The new book “The Enchanted Prince in the City” has begun to be updated.
After the spiritual energy was revived, Li Jie witnessed his relatives and friends being killed by ferocious beasts. Determined to take revenge, he signed up for the army and wanted to become a god of war, but the style was a bit wrong.
"Congratulations to the host for successfully activating the food system."
"Congratulations to the host for making a plate of cold potato shreds, rewarding Qi and blood +1."
"Congratulations to the host for making the mutant iron claw chicken into a delicious roast chicken, Qi and blood +10."
"Congratulations to the host for making the E-level ferocious beast steel pig into a roast suckling pig, Qi and blood +100."
"Congratulations to the host for making the S-level ferocious beast swallowing sky python into a delicious snake, Qi and blood +100000."
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When others are still having a headache about how to kill the ferocious beast, the ferocious beast will become a delicious food and appear on Li Jie's table the next day.
In the process of constantly hunting and making ferocious beasts into food, Li Jie gradually embarked on...
An ordinary young man in the city came to the mysterious place of Alcatraz because he mistakenly took the wish fruit from a strange world.
The East River Alliance is the world’s biggest clan. Its chief, Mei Changsu, arrived at the royal capital Jinling under the alias of Su Zhe. He brought with him storms of disturbances and fogs of mysteries.
A noble young master with dual identities, a Crown Prince and Prince Yu battling for the crown, the empire’s greatest warrior with the Royal Guards in his grasp, a beautiful princess who commands over the border’s cavalry…
Amongst these distinguished and powerful people, how did the inconspicuous Su Zhe become the heart of everything?
Could the hand behind the scenes of the whirlwind be the remnants of a previous storm?
Is he the young general who pursues enemies in snowy nights, or the shadowy tactician with a sickly body who won’t see old age?
He returns to the old place and reunites with old friends. He plots and schemes. What is he trying to achieve?
This is a story of dark conspiracies and brotherly bonds. Before this story reaches its end, perhaps you can change its course…
Who knocked over the glass cup and poured it over and whose sleepless night was soaked? Who made the bow and piano messing around and disturbed Wulanyue on the river? Some are galloping in the huge mountains, some are crisscrossing between the north and south of the Traledi Mountains, and some are wandering on the edge of life and death to torture themselves about the mystery of time and space. This story is put into paper and pen, but it is just a matter of giving time to the sky, hoping that the years will be different.
The end will come, all things will collapse, and human civilization will disappear.
In the dormant cabin, Wutong listened to Eden’s songs and wondered what he was thinking.
As one of the few remaining fusion warriors of the Moth Chasing Fire, he can barely survive into the next era of civilization.
less.
“Prometheus?”
“I’m here.” replied with a little girlish electronic voice.
“time.”
“Everything goes to sleep and will start in a minute.”
Indus is relatively sensitive to time.
He reached out to turn off the music and entered the password.
Eden’s singing came to an abrupt end.
The most representative voice of nature in this old era has disappeared and will not be heard in the future.
Wutong found a comfortable position and closed his eyes.
“Good night, Prometheus.”
“Good night, Mr. Wutong.”
The dormant capsule slowly descends, the old world collapses, and a new world will eventually be born.