I learned how to slay gods in a mental hospital. Chapter 1707: The Black King

Kushtut's replication power was incomparably formidable. In just a few breaths, Gongyang Zhuo's body was completely formed! Gongyang Wan tightly hugged the young man in her arms, her eyes filled with tension. She gently patted his back and called out tenderly: "A-Zhuo? A-Zhuo?" A moment later, Gongyang Zhuo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then his eyes slowly opened. Staring at Gongyang Wan's…