My Years in the Demon-Slaying Palace!

"Both of my parents died, I took the blame for my job, the scheming Taoist monk, and my body was seriously injured. I have collected all the essential Heavenly Collapse starters for time travellers. It's time to activate the golden finger." Qin Cheng gnawed on a cold bun and lay down in the grass. He was now trapped in a desperate situation by hostile monks, but he didn't feel any despair in his heart. "Book of Destiny, help me plan a safe escape from this place?" [Q&A, it requires fifty-five years of burning life] Qin Cheng looked at the number in the life span column: fifty-six, and said in a brisk tone: "I knew I could save the day." Qin Cheng traveled to the Demon-Slaying Palace, and he was able to escape from the tasks that others were afraid of doing. The world regarded him as a desperate man who devoured lives, but he walked on the ground as if he were on the ground. Senior: "My little friend, you are truly blessed!" Qin Cheng: "Actually, I can only control my own destiny."