Talking about Dreams over Boiled Wine

[Explosive and thrilling, read by thousands] He was the Magic Shadow Assassin, he was the King of Soldiers!
The favored son of a mysterious special forces unit, he lay low in the metropolis for a mission that could not be disclosed.
With a pair of iron fists, he fought through the Demons and Ghosts lurking in every dark corner.
With a Military Spike in his hand, he shattered the survival laws of the urban jungle.
I am the Warrior King of the jungle; in the city, I, too, am King.
The stunning landlady said, "Yang Fei, you scoundrel, pay up the eight hundred you owe me for the rent before you come here bragging!"

Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei knew what Cheng Dayou had said was all true.


He hummed in response, his tone indifferent.


"Re-developing the Martial God Space is not an easy task," he said.


"However, we should inherit the great undertakings of our predecessors."


"No matter how great the difficulty, it should not stop our steps forward."


His eyes gazed out of the window at the sky.


Above the clouds, the majestic and awe-inspiring figure of the Martial God seemed to appear and disappear faintly.


"The system is incomplete, but we can re-develop it. As for the Martial Arts materials..."


A thought of the fragmented Yan Ru Scripture stored in his memory fragments came to him as he spoke.


Cheng Dayou was instantly both shocked and overjoyed.


Cheng Dayou was proficient in system development, but when it came to understanding Martial Arts and the vast sea of Martial Arts materials,


Chapter 512: The True Intentions of the Fake Alliance Hierarch (Third Update)