Two hundred years ago, Qiu Xin transformed into one of the hundreds of cauldrons under the Demon God's throne. Adhering to the work attitude of "never being at the bottom, nor being at the top", she managed to survive until the day when the Demon God destroyed the world.
The war was about to begin, and the devil was about to make the final harvest. Qiu Xin was just about to escape with her baggage when she was snatched back by the dog boss who was supposed to be there.
A smile appeared on the face that had always been noble and cold.
Qiu Xin's heart was filled with despair. She closed her eyes, kicked her legs, and lay there like a dead fish, letting someone manipulate her.
Unexpectedly, in the middle of the process, she smelled a sweet fragrance on the tip of her nose, and the uncertain dog kicked her and said, "Get out!"
Qiu Xin was kicked so hard that she was stunned: Thank you... Thank you?
Intention: The invincible Xiaoqiang, the ever-strong vitality