Journey to the West: Wukong, Let Your Master Handle This
西游：悟空让为师来
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 439k Words
- Genre
- Fanfiction
- Subgenre
- Novel Fanfiction
- Updated
- 6y ago
- Source
- Faloo
Synopsis
All-time: Reads, Flowers.
343Chapters
4MReads
3.3kFlowers
10.0Score
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Reader comments 10
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You use things from the West to kill monsters from the East? Are you being funny or did I just not understand? The powerful ghosts in the East are no longer afraid of the sun. Are they still afraid of you, the Holy Water of Light? The Holy Water of Light is aimed at the dark creatures in the West. Are the monsters in the East afraid of your stupid Holy Water of Light? Do you believe I can kill him on the sun?
I am One Punch Man, Tang! Mountain! Burial!
After reading this book, I summarized six points...
The cards, skills and equipment to be used after collection can be used. For example, serious punch, serious repeated horizontal jump, devil fruit, substitute messenger and so on. It would be better if there are detailed usage settings
The writing style is similar to the Legend of Wukong, hold on!
Second blood, little brother, come on~ ~
When I traveled to the West, I didn't cultivate immortality, but did all these bells and whistles.
"What did you just say?" Guanyin Bodhisattva asked angrily. "Dare you ask me about the noble nature of Guanyin?" Neither humble nor arrogant, with no hint of cowardice. If you dare, beat me to death. Tsk, I just know you don't have the guts.
16, 18, 19 Years old, they all belong to *→_→
Come on, author. More than two thousand flowers are waiting for you to add more (funny)