Thousands of things, three thousand worlds.
As time goes by, I am no longer the same person I was originally.
Holding onto Yuanyi, right now, is just waiting.
Fulfill original wish
The original wish - to keep the soul of the spiritual platform and go home, that's all.
Even though I didn't know what it meant for a long time.
But, so what?
Wu Liang turned his head, his black hair slipped down
"No matter what-"
Smiling with hooked lips, curved eyebrows and lingering breath
"Are you alive or dead——"
The corners of the lips and the tips of the eyebrows are as cold as frost, as cold as ice and snow
"What does it have to do with me?"
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Wu Liang: "... Hey author, who is that guy upstairs..."
(Waiting for you, don't believe that this is the real copywriter!
Question: What should I do if I travel through time?
Answer: Beat you to death.
Q: What if someone blocks you?
Answer: Beat to death.
Question: What if...?
Answer: Beat him to death.
Wait, I'm not done yet! Are you really a man just beating him to death? !
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The only thing Wu Liang trusted in his life was his fist.
Even if you have three thousand plans, you can still defeat cleverness.
If you don't even have your life, what else can you calculate?
——It's a pity that Wu Liang doesn't know that sooner or later she will meet someone...