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

Fu Qian sized up the little girl next to him.


Though she appeared young, her height was notably tall.


Amber-colored eyes first watched him warily, then turned to look toward the white tree in the swamp.


She must have noticed him outside earlier, so she had been hiding in the house until the bell rang and she dared to come out.


In fact, it wasn't just her; summoned by the sound of the bell, groups of people were emerging from different buildings.


Once outside, they all had the same reaction, standing obediently by the road, basking in the dazzling white light.


At this moment, the ringing of the bells grew closer, the sound becoming more and more urgent.


It always seemed like some incredible event!


Fu Qian, following the actions of others, also stood by the road.


At that time, the light from the white tree suddenly burst forth, many times stronger than before.


Hit by this beam of light, Fu Qian suddenly felt his flesh and blood boiling.


Chapter 193: Porcelain Doll (11)_1