Da Qin: Sealing the Sword and the Damn God

The sky is very blue, with few white clouds, and the sun is shining brightly. The city is still bustling with people coming and going on the streets. Even if the weather is very hot today, there will never be a shortage of vehicles and passers-by on the streets of the city. Compared to this huge city, Zhao Qixie feels like an ant on a hot pot. Today he is wearing the suit and leather shoes he just bought yesterday, holding the briefcase prepared by his father in his hand. His long hair, which was originally slightly naturally curly, has been trimmed into short hair. His facial features are regular, and his whole person seems to have swept away the decadence and become more energetic. Of course, this was said by Zhao Qixie's father, and he had never thought so. Zhao Qixie felt that her life in the past two years was pretty good, at least very comfortable. But. People never live just for themselves. He has been wandering for two years, although in his opinion, he is not considered wandering, he is just living a way of life that he likes. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.