Wake up and find that you have returned to ancient times!? This is probably the basic beginning of all time travel stories, right? Yes, I have time travel in such a cliché way.
Gentle Lingjiu, cold Lingzhi, what made things become like this?
Should I continue to be "Feng Ling" or return to myself?
I thought that the grudges and grudges in this world were complicated enough, but I never thought that the grudges and grudges in ancient times were even more complicated.
It turns out that time travel is not that easy to mess around with. It turns out that in the end, I can only be "someone else"...