Dragon Clan: Start the Chat Group and Save the Little Monsters

The rain in Hongjing was bitingly cold; the fire in Bronze City burned away Old Tang's bones and blood; the traces of the man named Chu Zihang were wiped away by the whole world. "What would you give if you had it to do over again?" When a soul with the memory of a time traveler woke up in the screening hall of Shilan Middle School called "Confession" which was actually humiliating, he gave the answer. Tragedy be damned! Damn the blood of mortal kings! Bite! The Wanjie chat group has been activated] [Emperor Yan: Leader of the group, take this bone spirit cold fire to temper the dragon blood first. [Whitebeard: Gu la la la, who dares to bully my son Mingfei? I will crush this Nibelung with one punch! [Kakashi: When it comes to eye skills, the Sharingan should be worthy of that guy named Odin. That day, Lu Mingfei opened the door and met Nono's shocked eyes. That day, he put away all his cowardice. He wants to take Eriki to the high tower in Tokyo, bring his senior brother back to the world, and tear apart Herzog's mask. "From today on, I will take over this fucking world."