A hundred years ago, the night sky tore, the stars fell, the bright moon turned into blood eyes, unknown fog shrouded Kyushu, the sacred mountain reflected the impenetrable heaven, and the giant dragon dragged the giant mechanical city into the canyon...
One hundred years later, Jia Ping'an, who was at the bottom of society, was unable to gather the power of his energy and blood, and was hopeless in the martial arts examination.
Who would have thought that during a funeral trip, the school beauty who faked her own death was mistaken for something weird. After the school beauty burst into clothes, she actually committed suicide...
Many years later, Jia Ping'an sat on the giant bronze coffin and suddenly looked back. Behind him was the road to transcendence paved with the bones of his enemies.
The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure, turn around in vain.
The green hills are still there, and the sunset turns red several times.
The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure, turn around in vain.
The green hills are still there, and the sunset turns red several times.
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Give yourself a pat on the back. Newcomers throw themselves around and ask for praise. You get five points and I get five points. Jia Pingan sprints all the way to kill Benben!
Relaxed and humorous, the more you watch it, the better it gets. Recommended [Like]
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Give yourself a pat on the back. Newcomers throw themselves around and ask for praise. You get five points and I get five points. Jia Pingan sprints all the way to kill Benben!
Relaxed and humorous, the more you watch it, the better it gets. Recommended [Like]
Okay, the author will come back soon. Come back soon.