National Destiny: After Losing His Memory, He Became a Disciple of His Ancestor

Zhang Ruoli, who was wearing an antique-style white dress, was walking on a green light zebra crossing with a newly purchased boy's figurine in her hand. She was injured by a large truck that passed by at high speed, causing her disc to protrude in her waist. There was blood in front of my eyes, and there were voices in my ears saying that the brakes had failed and someone was dead. As soon as I opened my eyes, I was in the wilderness, and my brain and waist still ached a little. Before I could figure out what was going on, I was attacked inexplicably... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.