Fantasy: Carry Out the Soft Rice to the End

Xue Yi, who had just gotten off work, was exhausted and opened the door of his room with the key. As soon as he stepped in, he found that the door behind the door was not his living room. Looking at the fairyland-like mountain in front of him, before Xue Yi could react, the door frame behind him had disappeared. Xue translated:? ? ? Ps. This article is not systematic. It is the first time for the author to write this kind of article. Please forgive me for the poor writing. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.