In his first life, he was killed by a car while on a business trip.
In his second, he became a cultivation furnace and died peacefully of old age.
In his third, he was abandoned on a New York street and taken in. Then he discovered that everywhere in this world were human-shaped qi storage tanks.
They were tempting to look at, but he couldn't drain the qi from those tanks.
This is the uneventful story of a rather laid-back cultivator who derails the plot.
It's my first time writing in just about every sense, so if you don't like it, please don't flame me. Hit X and run!
Theme:
Parents are true love, Hebrew is an accident 2333
Everyone is happy, it's great
The end is about spreading flowers. Although it was two years ago, it is a very heart-warming article. The author comes on (??ω??)??
Very nice! I hope to write about Charles next time
There's been a lot of broken glass in movies lately, and only sweet stories can save my heart
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Big, awesome (?▽?)
I like it, I feel in love, Charles is so flirtatious!
Damn, you are awesome and I support you! Let the professor have a happy life, I am complete
Ahhhh, it's really a sin to read such a good article so late! The author writes so warmly!