Ever since Fumosheng could remember, he had been living in a state of desolate chaos.
The last fallen god told him the truth, which was Luo Shui's curse on him. Or maybe it's the fear and fear hidden under the demonstrations.
No matter what the reason was, he didn't care much. Thousands of years of wasted time have made the young demigod's mind become more and more dead.
But in this chaotic land, which was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, one day a woman wearing strange clothes and claiming to be from three thousand years in the future suddenly broke into the place.
She was the only variable in his thousands of years.
Fu Mosheng looked at her with round eyes.
"Beauty, where did you dye your hair?" It's so silky and smooth, and it looks and feels good!
Fu Mosheng:......
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The abandoned ancient scrolls became the only link between Xu Zhaojing and Fu Mosheng.
"The world calls me a monster."
"No... You are a little goldfish with a memory of only seven seconds!"
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Beautiful but dark and low self-esteem demigod & healing human girl with imagination
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Intention: Love can overcome itself