Journey to the West's Revolver

Fu Qian gracefully removed his skull, as if a gentleman were taking off his hat to pay respects.
…
Everything began with a transcended-dimension invitation.
It's a story of a high-quality Thug turning the impossible into the possible.
Of course, on that day, the great being behind the invitation was still unaware of what it had done.

Facing an Ancient God for a Year

In fact, if he hadn't heard the voice, Fu Qian might have already forgotten the existence of this person—Xu Meng, who had just recently sought to trouble him.


Considering he had only met him once, and that was four days ago, most information about this person had almost been swept from his memory.


It took Fu Qian quite an effort to recall it.


However, it was clear that this was not Xu Meng; the hatred was palpable in the shouted voice, filled with resentment.


Fu Qian, for his part, wasn't surprised by this; he never believed in the idea that a smile could erase deep-seated grudges.


It was possible that because of Tan Ying, Xu Meng indeed abandoned the thought of taking out his frustration on Fu Qian.


But after all, they were adults, and the spirit of victory through 'Annihilation of the Void' was still a tactic commonly known.


The only strange thing was, how did the voice of this vigorous man appear in his own mind?


Chapter 181 Demigod's Leisure Life_1