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Su Mo was a pretty little anchor. On the night of the typhoon, the storm was a bit heavy. He slept a little dead. When he woke up, he had lost his memory for a year. He was very worried and didn't take it seriously.
A year later, there was another typhoon night, with the same lightning and thunder, wind and rain, but Su Mo didn't take it seriously. After waking up, he and his house traveled to ancient times. When he opened the door, he met a handsome old-style man with an evil face. The handsome man's eyes were red and a little aggrieved: "After seven years, you are finally willing to come back."
Su Mo pointed to himself: "Ah? Me?"
The handsome regent threatened, coerced, and knelt down to pray. Su Mo didn't take any pressure at all. He said he didn't remember, wasn't interested, or didn't want to know. He lay back on the sofa and continued to retire. On the contrary, the four inexplicable special forces who came with him became more active.
The house is a natural barrier and cannot be entered by ancient people. The regent was filled with jealousy and wanted to tear the special soldier who was close friends with Su Mo into pieces, but it seemed that he couldn't beat him. I was angry.
*A mentally unhealthy and controlling person. A silly Buddhist type who loves freedom by nature.
*Historical fiction, the plot will be a bit nonsensical
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Purpose: Don't neglect doing good deeds because they are small
