The world is prosperous in a drop of water, and how passionate the ocean is.
Life, life, life, life to death, looking at the way forward, I almost lost my voice.
Qu Yiqing, a person who came back from the dead, embarked on this path of cultivation again.
After being reborn, Qu Yiqing has the qualifications of a genius, plus the family fortune accumulated over the past two hundred years, so he has no worries about training resources.
But he was still trapped in a situation where the devil was harassing him, and this arduous path of cultivation was bumpy and difficult from the beginning.
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The sky is dark, with black spots on the sun, and thick black clouds that eat up the thin sunlight, eventually making the earth gray.
Qu Yiqing looked at the mortals in front of him: "Maybe, in a month, you will become demons."
Fang Yishan was silent for a while and said, "It's been a long time."
Neither of them spoke anymore. Fang Yishan looked at the hidden sun that was imprisoned by black clouds, and it was falling little by little.
The west wind howled, and the demonic energy surged in my breath.
Purpose: Our lives at this moment should be rich in all our stories
