If You Can't Survive in the Dungeon, Call in the Old Attacker to Find Out.

[Taciturn and cold, the strongest combat power × Contradiction, push the nose and face pendant to receive] Because of a car accident, Feng Jian was directly knocked into a different world. Here, what he faced was not the ancient process of Meng Po Tang in Naihe Bridge, but a weird game that claimed to be immortal. After the system calling itself 247 told a bunch of nonsense, he was thrown into a deserted yard in a daze. And told him that if he wanted to live, he had to find out the truth. This place is full of weirdness and death, resentful women, strange rules about keeping quiet after dark, skinned civet cats, and even an old man who has no doubts about his good intentions. What makes him even more incomprehensible is that other people's golden fingers are either controlling or channeling, so how come he becomes a broken man. And it's okay to be broken into pieces. Fortunately, he is good-looking. But what I never expected was that such a handsome guy turned out to be a lunatic who couldn't tell the difference between friend and foe. "Boss, please tell me what you have to say!" Feng Jian shrank his head to avoid the sharp weapon that could stab his head through. Feng Jian ran around with tears streaming down his face. This night was simply a test of his acceptance. With the attitude of 'I can't separate them even if they are tied up'. After getting along with each other again and again, Feng Jian discovered that this man was not as cold-blooded and ruthless as he appeared. Later, at some point, the relationship between the two seemed to have changed. He was a little confused and a little unbelievable about this. Isn't he straight? When did it bend? !