Evil Slave

When the 108th thunder struck, my dense sky-blue clothes finally lost its ability to defend and turned into pieces. I stood naked in the air, my true energy flowing without any stagnation. I knew I had finally survived the catastrophe. I couldn't help but laugh in my heart: What kind of bullshit is this? What bad things have I not done, including cheating, kidnapping, burning, killing, and plundering? Isn't he already an immortal? And it only took me less than five hundred years. I also recommend another book by Xiaochong: "Playing with Life", ISBN 78026, friends who are interested can also read it.