Hanye Xianzun, whom everyone revered, was Yi Qinghan. He always felt that this world was ordinary and life was boring. Living day after day made him feel that this world was really boring. He thought that his life would be spent in such a dull way, but he didn't expect that on his way back from doing errands, he picked up a person. This time I picked it up, I picked up another world of my own. Yi Qinghan: "If you really can't let go of that matter, then give me something you have on you to replenish it, okay?" Feng Ye: "What?" Yi Qinghan: "Your——life after life" 1. This is my first original text, and the writing is not very good. I hope all you little cuties can forgive me, Haihan. I also hope you can give me your opinions and I will try my best to correct them. 2. Please give me your comments and favorites~ Your comments are the motivation for me to write. 3. In addition, those who like me can check out my previously completed fanfic "The Resurrection Soul of the Patriarch of the Demonic Way"
Intention: Do not cross the word in everything, and do not leave the word of love in the world.