When Yin Shengzhao went swimming at the beach, he was unfortunately carried by the waves into deep water.
When he opened his eyes again, he was filled with rare and exotic plants and strange-looking birds and animals.
The voice claiming to be the Dao of Heaven said that the gap in time and space when the chaos first opened rolled itself over.
Yes, that's right, now that chaos is beginning to emerge and the wilderness is beginning to be established, the clear voice of Heaven in my ears is still a newborn baby that is less than one year old!
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What are the specialties of Honghuang? Gods walking everywhere!
"You don't have the guts to practice." Tiandao neatly tore apart Yin Shengzhao's fantasy,
He dryly comforted the deeply shocked Yin Shengzhao: "People of your era have no bones."
- So it's not your fault that you don't have a calcaneus.
Without being able to practice, how long can she survive in this prehistoric world where gods and powerful men take action whenever they disagree, and Nuwa has not yet created humans? ?
Facts have proved that he can barely survive.
Millions of years spanned the time between Yin Shengzhao and the prehistoric times.
Prehistoric people treat Yin Shengzhao like touching antiques, easily accessible; if a prehistoric creature wants to touch her, it must first transcend the millions of years between them.
In one sentence: You can't touch me
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Yin Shengzhao: Tiandao, are you there? I need somewhere to sleep.
Tiandao: The only ready-made house is Pangu Hall.
Yin Shengzhao tried to drill wood to make fire, but he was almost dead from exhaustion with no results: Tiandao, are you there? I need to make a fire to cook.
A small beam of thunder landed accurately on the branch in front of her.
"Okay." Tiandao said calmly.
Purpose: Strive to live a fulfilling life.
