"Sure enough, once you get used to things going smoothly, you will forget the crisis and fall into arrogance." Xuan Ming, whose body turned into energy, said.
Although it turned into ubiquitous energy in the universe, Xuan Ming was not frustrated and lost, but instead traveled around the sea of stars happily.
Isn't it just a miserable draw? It's really fanciful to try to assimilate me and take my place. I've seen a lot these past few times.
A slight breeze stirred up the waves, scattering them into stars. Just as Xuan Ming, who had regained his prototype, was looking at the planet he remembered as Earth and reciting poems from another universe - Earth, the first will body was born.
It's a life similar to mine. It's interesting. I have to write a new page in my observation diary.
So, let me start again here...
[PS: Friendly, no cp, similar to a road article. This is a little lazy cat who wants to write out the story in his heart.
