Sand sculpture (not) copywriting:
Jiang Che was confused when he woke up. As soon as he went out, he met someone wearing the makeup of a hanged man, and a group of people wearing sackcloth and mourning (?) Who didn't look normal (?) Either.
Jiang Che:......
Sure enough, there was something wrong with the way he woke up.
Wait, what do you want to do? ... Don't come here, I don't know you!
Wei Wuxian:? ? ?
Why doesn't my junior brother recognize me? ? ?
Text text:
Each of the immortal kings in the immortal world must go through a catastrophe before they can ascend to the divine world.
Or life, or death, or love. Different people have their own different disasters.
Even the born gods like Lin Che and his sister are no exception.
Every time there is a tribulation, the small world that each immortal king comes to is different.
From the bottom of his heart, Lin Che actually didn't like the world he lived in very much—but he was willing to stay here.
There are people he loves and people who love him.
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Instructions for use
※The host is cp Lan Xichen
※As we all know, it is never the protagonist cp who appears in the copy (×
※This article involves Fuxi and Nuwa and other gods in ancient mythology, not counting Golden Finger (maybe?)
※This article strictly follows the timeline of the original Mo Dao text
※There will be some changes in the plot, but not too much
※Updated every other day, no pitfalls
※Don't enter if you don't like it
Intention: plainness is the truth
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You can find some lozenges to eat. I hope you will feel better soon.
I am the author, how do I change my nickname? [Vomiting blood]