"Ahem, girl, do you believe in love at first sight?" Ding Yi seemed to feel no pain, and he looked at Yang Yuhuan affectionately.
"What are you talking about now? What to do with your fatal injury? You shouldn't have saved me, why are you so stupid?"
Yang Yuhuan's little head was not full of melon seeds. She had just come out of the world and encountered this kind of separation between life and death.
Ding Yi returned through time travel.
But due to the turbulence of time and space, his two thoughts were respectively anchored in the past five thousand years and the future five thousand years.
From then on, his consciousness can now travel back and forth for five thousand years.
From Xia, Shang, Zhou, Qin, Han, Sui, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing, modern times and the future.
He has left his footprints in every era.
He made the earth and universe into a multi-dimensional existence.
