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I am a person with a good life. I have lived three lives, met many people, and experienced many things. Everyone says so, and I think so too. But have you ever seen a lucky person who lived for three hundred years only to realize that he was just a sacrifice? Yes, this is the story of my second life, a sad story. In fact, I don't care that much. I have lived three hundred years for nothing and experienced so many fantastic things. I am already very satisfied. Maybe this is my destiny. I traveled here three hundred years ago. Three hundred years later, I will help this land with my own body. I am very willing. For the sake of the world and the great road, I have no regrets. After all, who wouldn't be moved by stories that have been passed down through the ages? (Dog head. Jpg) But just because I'm willing doesn't mean I can accept moral kidnapping! I'm talking about you, the Supreme Immortal Lord. Have you forgotten that I sacrificed my life to save you? Did you say to me, "From now on, we will be best friends?" And you guys, no matter what you look at, the friends we promised to be friends turn out to be friends who share blessings and share hardships, right? Don't let me seize the opportunity, otherwise I will definitely let you know why the flowers are so red! Lying on the altar, I thought. But I didn't expect that after a big dream, I opened my eyes again! Could it be that God can't stand it and wants me to do justice for God, punish the evil and promote the good, and correct their habit of betraying friends for glory?