Deep in the galaxy, the supreme throne changes from generation to generation.
The time of reincarnation has arrived.
The god's hand lights up six stars.
He stood at the end of the stairs and looked at the creatures on only a few square stairs.
Dispute, harmony,
Huh? What did you choose? Is it broken? Forget it, I didn't look at it.
Mu Fenrong: "Don't you only choose strong stocks? What does it have to do with me?"
"... Pack distribution."
"Let's go!"
…
After a long time, in a certain level of dungeon, Mu Fenrong, whose strength had finally improved somewhat, was pushing the main line with an expressionless face. People on the side said "Brother Mu! Mumu! Muamua!"
"..."
Well, the ladder is indeed broken.
A sweet story about the magical little infinite, a work of practice, the writing is wise, and I hope you will understand it.
(The following four sentences of the copy actually have little to do with the main line...)
Tan Dun × Mu Fenrong Happy puppy? ×Literary beauty? Probably
Purpose: To introduce unity and love in human nature