Ling Chen, the last scroll king in the immortal world, practiced hard for three thousand years and endured hundreds of thousands of calamities before he finally ascended to become a god. When the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder exploded above his head, he suddenly realized: Whoever loves this immortal will succeed, I want to retire!
So he made a gorgeous turn and traveled back to the 21st century, becoming a young social worker who had just graduated. The takeaway is so delicious, the games are so fun, and watching TV dramas is so fun - it's a wonderful life to be a salted fish.
Until that day, a handsome guy knocked on his door: "Ling Chen, right? I am Qin Yan from the National Supernatural Strategy Bureau. The spiritual energy has revived, and the world needs you."
Ling Chen stared at the familiar face of the other party and silently closed the door: "You have recognized the wrong person. My name is Wang Jianguo."
A roar came from outside the door: "Fart! I recognize you even if you turn into ashes! The plastic sword on your bedside is the 'Zhantian' I lost to you three thousand years ago!"
Ling Chen looked at the decorative sword made in Yiwu for 39 yuan, 9 yuan with free shipping on the wall, and fell into deep thought.
Reader comments
Not bad.
Change your name, don't call him Retired Sword God. I digressed right from the beginning
I think it's okay, but the names seem a bit confusing, and it feels a bit weird that some of the names of people who robbed tombs came here.
Not bad.
Change your name, don't call him Retired Sword God. I digressed right from the beginning
I think it's okay, but the names seem a bit confusing, and it feels a bit weird that some of the names of people who robbed tombs came here.