Bai Junshan, the current leader of the H City Xiaoguang Group, had an unfortunate car accident and traveled through different small worlds to experience a new life.
But there has always been an unsolved mystery in her heart, whether there are eyes watching every moment of her growth.
Is it chance or coincidence, fog or truth?
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The end of the world: Frost spreads and covers the Tang Dao blade inch by inch, and the already dazzling edge is even more blooming. Bai Junshan patted the side of the man squatting on the ground with the scabbard, and sneered coldly: "You think I will need you? Just wait and see, who is in charge."
Martial arts: Bai Junshan is dressed in purple clothes, embroidered with pearls and blue patterns, and his waist-length hair is flying freely. His upturned eyes are smiling, facing the countless challengers in front of him, he smiles and says: "Whoever can block my sword, whoever... Is the best in the world."... The proud snow is condensed with plum blossoms, and the ice is ten miles away. Every battle is an eternal night, making Mian Sang endless ice and snow.
Whistle direction: Lin Yanxing handed Bai Junshan a tuft of velvet flowers. Although it was a little rough, it was well woven, layered and dotted, making it slender and beautiful. The flower-giver rarely blushed with embarrassment, but his voice was calm: "This kind of flower is called Yanxing..." Without further explanation, Lin Yanxing smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Junshan, Junshan, can you pick my Yanxing and let it grow on your mountain?" Bai Junshan Shuang Holding it in her hands, she said with a gentle smile in her eyes: "Are you a beautiful flower?" She stood up on her heels and lightly kissed Lin Yanxing's side cheek: "Yanxing... I want your flower language to be me, Hua Yanxing..." The woman suddenly interrupted: "I am Yanjun."
Intention: growth