She, Wen Zhao, was twenty-six years old and had only one remaining daughter. I got drunk at a friend's wedding, fell down the stairs in a daze, and then my soul traveled through time.
Is this a world where the three realms of gods, demons and humans coexist? People here can easily crush a lion to death? What? The three realms of gods, demons and humans still have conflicts and start world wars from time to time?
Wen Zhao couldn't help but shrink his neck, "Well, I'm just an ordinary person. Brother, can you take your flaming sword off my neck?"
She just wants to be a little transparent, why should she wear it on Wen Zhao, who is commonly known as a genius? Does the same name mean IQ? "Dad, I really am not your old daughter. Hey, don't run away. Wait until I finish. I really don't have amnesia!"
Wen Zhao watched helplessly as the original Wen Zhao disappeared into the endless darkness. That innocent yet strong girl finally disappeared because of her.
"What! I already told you that I am not the original Wen Zhao! What? To replace her, how can things like feelings be replaced? Hey, hey, hey, don't come any closer. I'll call someone when you come here!"
Why did I encounter such a monster when I first arrived here? Please God send someone to collect him!
Coming to this new world, Wen Zhao started a new life, which may not necessarily be life. Facing all kinds of species, she can only try to adapt. Fortunately, there is always someone with her.
"Miss, your belt is tied crookedly."
"Hey, hey, take your hands away and I can tie them myself. Hey, stop pooping, your pants are about to fall off!"