Feitian

I died on the winter day of worshiping the Queen of Heaven It's just that God is not interesting enough On the day I died, there was no vision sent down to me Bodies lying in the wilderness Fortunately, a woodcutter passing by later buried me. I vaguely remembered the lyrics from "Flying Sky": I have fought and killed for you for three thousand years Not as good as her on the altar Flying into the sky ————"Flowers in the Mirror: Si Yi Chapter" Wandering aimlessly on the Internet, I accidentally read this passage, felt something in my heart, and had an idea flash, and I came up with this story. It is difficult to enter the elegant hall, just for self-entertainment. Special thanks to Mr. Wu Chengen. Conception: