"I don't want to live anymore, but I can't die."
Pei Xingzhao drooped his eyelids, took a sip of fruit wine, and knocked on the hilt of his sword: "You think, can I quit this job? In addition to having to take antihypertensive pills from time to time, my hair is still falling!"
Yin Lan took the wine jar away from his arms and said softly and gently: "No."
Attacking is real, attacking workers, they are bald for world peace every day
*The fallen sun lights a lamp in the darkness, transporting the dead souls back to this desolate world.
Let me help you realize your grudges during your lifetime and your desires after your death.
Intention: God rewards those who work hard and be kind and virtuous.