Bab 137: It's Night, Close Your Eyes. Werewolves, Open Your Eyes

The black clouds were low, and the cold wind whistled.

When Feng Qi opened his eyes, he saw a dim scene that was resembled the purgatory.

Looking at the horizon, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the surging dark clouds. One could vaguely see dragon shadows circling and shuttling through the clouds.

Ahead was a path paved with bones that stretched as far as the eye could see.

However, compared to the intense sense of disparity when he first entered the future dream, Feng Qi could already quickly adapt to the environment here.

This time, history must have changed. The only thing that remained unchanged was the end of human civilization… and the little cripple who was struggling to stand up not far away and preparing to perform a split.

Feng Qi responded to the little cripple's "passionate" welcome with a flying kick, sending its head flying more than ten meters away.