When Cen Mingchuan opened his eyes, everything happened again!
The mother, who was in a trance and crazy, hung herself in front of him, with numerous scratches on her body.
Walking from Ba Village to the Yamen, I buried my mother with a few taels of silver. There were my mother's body and a broken leg from her previous life in this city.
In his last life, he was still young, and a high fever caused by an injury almost killed him. His mind was filled with the red of the sunset. When he woke up, in a strange place, the first person he met was the master who saved him.
When he entered the sect, he had an annoying little senior brother who always hung around.
Master is the bright moon hanging high above, and senior brother is the thousands of mountains on both sides of the river. The bright moon hangs high, casting its shadow on the water, surrounded by mountains, and the water forms a river of its own.
Qiongwu Sect on Qiongwu Mountain, there are five masters and disciples in Qiongwu Sect.
The gate of hell is wide open, hundreds of ghosts are running rampant, eating flesh and drinking blood, and the people are in dire straits. Cen Mingchuan chooses his master.
In this life, the gate of hell is wide open and hundreds of ghosts are rampant. Cen Mingchuan looks back at his little senior brother and embraces the mountains like a river.
"It's like a dream, so miserable that it's hard to leave."
"You can carry Zhaojing, and you will wake up from a big dream."
"That's it."
Awkward and stubborn fishing type is attacked by a tolerant and loyal dog
Intention: truth