I Play the Fantasy World as a Game

Fighting for the destiny of the Nine Cauldrons, the world is in turmoil Mu Jiangli, who accidentally stumbled into this place, did not know whether he should devote himself to the majesty of black clouds destroying the city and iron horses and glaciers, or whether he should indulge in drinking and singing, enjoying the romantic scenery, trying to live a life of freedom, or whether he should take a spoonful of weak water for three thousand years, fall in love with red beans, share the grave with branches, and live a stable life. It seemed that there were many choices, but it seemed that there were no choices. When he suddenly looked back, he had reached the top of the mountain.