Siming Xingjun, who is passionate about sex, is willing to create all kinds of weird stories, and is even more willing to hold random draws to let his readers have a real time travel adventure. Feeling that his creative power was losing day by day, Si Mingfang went crazy (shamefully cute) and asked the ruler of the underworld, the Netherworld Emperor, to have a soul with memories and put it into his story to increase the uncertainty of the accident.
"Emperor, I heard that a thousand-year-old evil ghost has appeared in your underworld, and the matter has been reported to the central government. Is this meeting focused on dealing with it?" Lord Si Mingxing, who was waiting for a good show, fawningly peeled a melon seed for Lord Netherworld. The sun was shining brightly outside the Tiangong Mansion.
"It's taken care of, just now." The emperor said calmly.
"Did the thunder strike, or did it sink into the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea?" Xingjun, the pug, continued to smile innocently.
"Didn't you just put it in your circle?" He continued calmly...
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The sky thundered and snow fell in June. The corners of Siming's mouth twitched involuntarily, and he prayed secretly in his heart:
Lucky prize reader Wei Qingqi, you are so lucky.