Jiang Qianling worked diligently at Chuan Bookstore for hundreds of years and finally retired as he wished.
Who would have thought that she was tricked by the cunning system, and she was thrown into a seemingly peaceful plane, but in fact it was about to be destroyed.
I have no choice but to go back to my old job and continue to work overtime - saving the world, who hasn't done it before!
Hum hum hum...
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Dark and damp, with no sunlight, they grow, wither and rot in the corners.
This was supposed to be Meng Tai's life.
Until one day, the goddess fell from the sky with flying silk.
The scorching sun burns little life, and the fire of karma soaks the ashes.
He wants to stain her sleeves and drag her down into the world.
Intention: Wild fire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows and rekindles it