Chat Group: After Becoming Immortal, Accept Her as Your Disciple

[Chat Group of Ten Thousand Realms] + [Implementation] + [No Female Lead] + [Group Pet] + [Tomb Robbery] The introduction is too weak, please move to the main text~ Cong Ye had just saved enough 5 million to end his more than 20-year career as a social worker when he was hit by a car and died as he left the company gate. In 1921, autumn came extremely late in Changsha, and the wind was extremely strong. The trees in the town were dyed golden and fiery red, and were blown down by the wind, setting off the dusty deserted streets. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.