(Thunderbolt) Who in the World Doesn't Recognize You?

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows the geese and snow. Don't worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you. One sentence introduction: Thousands of years after being stabbed in the kidney by my eldest disciple, I stood up on the same spot. Things to note: 1. Sex transfer, I finally took action against the big boss. 2. It is a hodgepodge of thunder and dog blood, without any outline at all, and there are all kinds of divine developments and bizarre plots. Enclose yourself and let yourself go. 3. Severe OOC, as many private devices as dogs, and loopholes everywhere. 4. Write casually for fun, start casually and end casually. Conception: