This is the story of a summoner in the Nascent Soul stage who lost his memory and was squeezed by Luo. Their daily life is like this, Yin'er, there is no food, you bring out some; Yin'er, there is no water, you send a water balloon; Yin'er... Do you have anything? Luo, I don't need to have everything, as long as I have you. I feel pity for me too. She is obviously a powerful female cultivator, and her magic weapon is still there, but she just forgot how to use it. Wow, how pitiful she is. When the enemy attacks, I am the thug. When I have no money, I am the cash machine. When the crew is captured, I am the one who is betrayed. Who will save me?
Intention: adventure, oppression, resistance