As title.
It is the story of human Huo Xing.
When N was playing the magic horn, I felt so sorry for little Huo Xing and wanted to write something for him, so this article was born.
There is no outline, so I write wherever I think, and the content may be jumpy. I will try my best to improve it.
The name is useless, the writing is useless, let's read the text.
Not finished yet, continuing to be updated.