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 Martial God had good judgment back then, Yang Fei certainly is a remarkable person."


The two talked while walking towards the top of the dam.


The old Taoist walked to the unconscious Feng Cai'er and showed a bit of approval.


"This girl has good potential, but her injuries are severe: her organs are shattered, her bones are broken."


"If I don't save her, she will surely die."


Afu laughed and spat at the old Taoist.


"You've already taken in one female disciple, you still want to take in another?"


The old Taoist ignored him, carefully examining Feng Cai'er's injuries.


Finally, he stood up, his expression turning very bitter.


"You're right, I'm definitely taking this female disciple."


He said, lifting Feng Cai'er, holding an oiled paper umbrella, and swaying as he walked away.


"Damn, you have to use Spiritual Origin Qi to save her, isn't that risking your own life? Don't forget the power of God Devouring..."


Chapter 843 Divine Punishment