Wen Jian Nine Heavens Gods Fall

[No system+Three Kingdoms+Fengshen+Journey to the West] As soon as the wind traveled through, the peach banquet splattered with blood, and the golden cudgel broke through the thirty-third heaven. When I opened my eyes again, it was already the fifth year of Jian'an. In the first month of Xiapi City, Mrs. Du's shirt was half untied, and Diao Chan was full of affection. The war in the world was over, and the master of Guanghan Palace, with fluttering sleeves, handed over half a blood-stained marriage certificate. Riding the wind and holding a sword, we headed westward. In the kingdom of Rakshasa, the painted skin drum beats the third watch, "birds" peck at the threads of cause and effect, and "mahu" carry the fragments of the god-conferring scroll. The daughter of the country is in mourning, the red bird burns gold. A plan within a plan, a game within a game, who can break through the game? A mystery in the world of gods. If Nuwa created humans, how can she explain why Sui humans have nests? Deep in the Nine Netherworld, the book of life and death ignites seven-colored fire. As time went by, two figures met, and Chengfeng said, "Sorry!" The Monkey King only replied with one word, "Alas!"