My name is Qi Shan, a miserable senior high school student. At an age when everyone is controlled by their parents, I have no father or mother and have lived a part-time life of work-study. As a result, I had just received my salary and had a good meal, but before the money could be warmed, I was smashed to death by a flowerpot. When I woke up again, my hands turned into the shape of a baby. I had traveled through time and had a fetal transforamation. Well, I'm lucky, my parents seem to be quite rich.
My name is Qi Shan, the son of an anonymous rebel. I lived a wealthy life for just a few years, and finally had a father who loved me and a mother who loved me. Damn it, the dog emperor thought that my family was too great for me. Haha, my family was gone. I accidentally acted bravely and helped the old lady snatch the purse from the thief. What a coincidence, the officers and soldiers saw my superb martial arts, and they arrested me and sent me to the army.
My name is Qi Shan, an ordinary soldier. I went to the battlefield. I accidentally saved the general and I became his deputy. Another accident caused the general to be poisoned and died. The whole group was leaderless. I became a general. Another accident. Our army was too incompetent and I was captured as a prisoner. Wow, wow, wow, please heaven, detect the loyal and the traitor.
My name is Qi Shan, a captured enemy general. When I opened my eyes, a handsome guy strangled my neck. No, who are you, buddy? You can't do whatever you want if you're handsome. I don't like letters. I c, he is the regent, wants rats, let me work for them, a good man would rather rats than give in... That's weird, damn, he's threatening me with his father's old department. Okay, I already noticed that bitch is not pleasing to the eye, but at least he is still a wise man here. The working boy is online, ding-.
My name is Qi Shan, a carefree Marquis. Yes, I was granted the title of Marquis. I captured the imperial city for them. However, with my desperate fighting style, new injuries were piled on top of old ones, and my body and bones couldn't bear it anymore. It's not that I'm sick. Why are you crying? Okay, okay, a little more concern to coax a crybaby.
I really want to spend more time with him.
Purpose: Cherish your body and love the people you want to love