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

The others followed Mad Blade closely, relentlessly pursuing Chen Yu.


Xue Mingtai let out a long howl, snatching the lead ahead of everyone, his form graceful and suave.


Upon seeing Xue Mingtai, Mad Blade found it incomprehensible.


When did this elegant gentleman come out to sea?


Seeing Mad Blade, Xue Mingtai was overjoyed.


He called out loudly, "How is Lord Dragon King doing? Take me to him quickly."


Mad Blade didn't have time to ask for details and just nodded.


"Lord Dragon King is at the mountaintop; let's kill this bastard first," he said.


Xue Mingtai hummed in acknowledgment, suddenly accelerating, his figure swift like lightning.


However, with countless bullets flying behind him, he had no choice but to charge straight to the mountaintop.


In front of Dragon God Cave, Yang Fei's execution of the Xuantian Three Needles had already reached the third round.


Yet, the life force of An Zichen was gradually slipping away.


Chapter 622 Siblings