The Legend of Wukong the King

What is the meaning of my existence? Looking at the ruined streets and the devastated streets, Wukong couldn't help but ask himself. "Hey, Monkey, after today, there may be no more wine swordsman in this world. Why don't you have a drink with me?" Looking up following the sound, Li Bai leaned lazily on the tree branch, playing with the wine bottle in his hand. "Are you serious about not going to the battlefield outside the territory? I don't think Luna can wait for the one she loves wearing a golden armor and walking on seven-colored auspicious clouds." "Senior Brother, please hurry up. No matter before or now, you are the one who protects me. Today, I, the old pig, will also protect you once. Hurry up."