The ancestor of Nascent Soul looked at his lolita shell angrily. If I hadn't been struck by lightning when I advanced, would I have been here?
Later, a spirit came to seize the body, and the ancestor learned from the memory of this spirit that this was a novel in which cannon fodder gathered and the heroine White Lotus was in charge.
The ancestor looked up to the sky with anger, ah, I am actually cannon fodder. The ancestor said that it was really cheating. I had done something that was disrespectful to the laws of heaven and earth, and he wanted to punish me like this.
The author is decisive, he digs the hole for himself and buries it himself, so I am here to dig the hole and jump into it for myself, woo woo. What a sin.