When he woke up, he was told by Fen Jinglian that he had been dead for more than a hundred years and that his friends in his homeland had long since died.
Zhi Xi: Then what am I now?
The noble King Nanyao raised her chin and said again: You are my Yuan Si, and from today on, your name will be Zhi Xi.
The setting sun stops the sun.
Thousands of years later, there is a mysterious and boundless spiritual master Nanyao Yuanji in the nine realms of the world. It is said that she is neither a human nor a demon nor a fairy. All you know is that if you are lucky, she will help you realize your most desired wish.
Zhi Xi: This character is great!
Zhi Xi has been wandering around the nine realms for thousands of years, in order to one day open the great migration formation and sacrifice his body in exchange for one person.
But when she was going all the way with the intention of dying, she met a handsome mortal monk.
Zhi Xi thought that she was going to die anyway, so when she finally bit into the other person's mouth, the little monk in front of her suddenly changed into the clothes of the Northern God Lord.
Yuheng Changyuan didn't look at her as if he wanted to kill her, but he stared straight at her like a resentful husband: So you can really fall in love with someone else, you are so heartless, Master Yuansi.
Zhi Xi: What should I do if I accidentally owe a thousand-year love debt?
Intention: Don't break or establish, aim to achieve perfection.