Xie Wanying was so poisoned by the unscrupulous time-traveling literature in Jinjiang that she became obsessed and dreamed of time-traveling every day and night.
Finally, on a dark and windy murderous night, oh, no, it was a clear night (it sounded so awkward), which was also her birthday. She prayed to God to give her such a chance. It was too late, but it was too soon. There was a boom, and a vortex suddenly appeared on the ceiling, sucking Xie Wanying in.
When she woke up, she was pleasantly surprised to find that she was wearing it! (Written by: ... It's just a disease! Everyone holds big slippers in their hands and steps on big bricks, saying: If you talk too much, I'll slap you to death!)
So I was beaten to death...
Just kidding, you guys will have to watch it for yourselves next time, someone coded the words to get rid of the birds~~
(An unscrupulous author weakly added: Some plots in the article may seem familiar to readers. If there are any similarities, it is purely intentional. Hold your head and avoid others)