Chu You traveled through the world of tomb robbing and became the mysterious baby Wu Sansheng brought out from the Xisha Undersea Tomb. He was nominally Wu Xie's eldest brother with a different surname.
Having been dormant in Hangzhou for many years, Chu You appeared to be an antique shop owner, but secretly he was the "Master You" who was frightened by the news.
With the reunion of the Iron Triangle, the [Blessing System of Gods and Ghosts] is activated!
As long as you give a blessing to the designated character, you can get a critical hit return and awaken the bloodline of the beasts from all over the world!
"Ding! Bless Aning, help him overcome the calamity of death, and return the [Ancestral Dragon Bloodline]!"
"Ding! Bless Zhang Qiling, complete the incomplete divine gift, and return the [Perfect Kirin True Blood]!"
"Ding! Bless Queen Jingjue, rebuild her peerless body, and return [Zhu Jiuyin Bloodline]!"
As Chu You enlightened him all the way, the world of tomb robbing went completely crazy.
Aning: "Master Chu, you gave me my life, and everything I have is yours."
Wu Xie: "I thought I was just an unlucky guy, but I didn't expect that my eldest brother is the king of the underground world!"
Zhang Qiling looked at Chu You with an unprecedented expression of shock: "Your blood... Is older than the existence behind the bronze door."
From Qixinglu Palace to Yunding Tiangong, from Jingjue Ancient City to Kunlun Temple.
When the Wang family's conspiracy came to light, the giant bronze door slowly opened.
Chu You, who was carrying thousands of divine blood, looked down at all living beings indifferently: "What is the ultimate? I, Chu You, am a god!"
Reader comments
A post-2000 plot shoehorned into the 1980s.
This is simply top-notch cool writing. There are so many heroines. So pretty.
Not very pretty
If you stab yourself with a knife, there will be no trace.
A post-2000 plot shoehorned into the 1980s.
This is simply top-notch cool writing. There are so many heroines. So pretty.
Not very pretty If you stab yourself with a knife, there will be no trace.
Pull, pull, pull.