He caught up with the tide of time travel and came to this strange and dangerous world. Not only did he not have peerless martial arts, he was also turned into a narcolepsy patient who was unable to practice martial arts. Forget it, if you don't have martial arts, let's practice Qing Gong; if you have severe narcolepsy, let's treat yourself as a doctor. The master is Chu Liuxiang, the third young master works as a gardener at my house, and Huamanlou calls the same people daddy... With such good welfare, our goal is to live well, watch the show well, and finally go home safely!
This article is a YY dream of a martial arts fan. It is a hodgepodge of martial arts novels based on Gu Long's novels. It ignores the age limit for the characters of the time and dynasty, and satisfies the author's YY. It is for entertainment only. If you are offended by the plot of Guan Gong and Qin Qiong, please bring your own lightning rod. Thanks.
Due to lack of preparation in the early stage, I decided to start overhauling from Chapter 11!
Reader comments
Hmm... The golden hair rope... It feels a bit heavy
Great, I want to see Baymax and Uncle Wolf!
"Please don't move sir, your injury needs to be bandaged."
"Go away, I can take care of myself!"
Such x
Dear author, I no longer expect you to update the article. I just ask you to give a brief summary of what happened next and the ending. It is said that time travel is very popular recently
The person who is about to compete with the college entrance examination floats by. . . . New year or something. . .
Hmm... The golden hair rope... It feels a bit heavy
Great, I want to see Baymax and Uncle Wolf! "Please don't move sir, your injury needs to be bandaged." "Go away, I can take care of myself!" Such x
Dear author, I no longer expect you to update the article. I just ask you to give a brief summary of what happened next and the ending. It is said that time travel is very popular recently
The person who is about to compete with the college entrance examination floats by. . . . New year or something. . .
Why is my review missing...