"When Lin Jiuxiao drained China's national destiny with fake blue and white porcelain, I smashed the ancestral blood jade——
From then on, every time a god awakens, it must be replaced by memory. "
✦ Mountains and rivers control dragon veins: Beijing subway vibrations awaken underground chichis and crash into tens of billions of plutocratic buildings
✦ Music and music suppress evil spirits: On the night when Dunhuang flew to the world, I sealed three thousand living corpses with the sound of pipa
✦ Soldiers break the sea: Zheng He's sunken ship emerged from Quanzhou Port and rammed and sank the US military's quantum submarine
Bai Yueguang hugged the piano case and cried: "Stop! You have even forgotten your mother's face!"
The young master of Hongmen pointed his sword at the sky: "One more bet? If I win, I will marry you, if I lose, I will massacre the city."
When the twelve gods gathered together, I discovered——
The so-called luck-stealing organization was actually founded by my biological father!
"Do you want to redeem your memory? Or do you want this human world?"
