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The protagonist seems taciturn and not good at expressing his thoughts, but he likes to imagine. As time goes by, I no longer take the initiative to talk to others, but I talk a lot with people I know well and my sense of humor is very low. Like logical thinking, but not good at observation. His reticence makes him less impulsive, and his lack of contact with others makes him like to imagine alone. Timid, but will pretend to be calm in front of others, and will express his true nature when no one is around (for example, he likes to dance in front of the mirror, and walks close to the wall when he is scared, etc.). I'm not good at studying, but I like to force myself to read (even if I don't like reading, I still have to finish it).

Raise your hands to support the sky and put your feet on the ground, staring at the vastness as the sun and moon turn into your eyes. This is of course just a legend, but it is undeniable that the great god Pangu ended the disorderly melee in the entire world. Ignoring race, preying on the weak, without civilization, without wisdom, in order to eat and survive, it was a matter of course for the simple-minded creatures at that time. The great god Pangu appeared and distinguished the spiritual beasts from the wild beasts. The humans who survived the war of chaos were naturally classified among the spiritual beasts. Spirit beasts and wild beasts all recognized their appearance, and the concept of tribe took root in the minds of every creature.

Six years ago, they met for the first time, and their one look was a lifetime. Six years later, they met again... I am willing to wait for half my life I hope you come as promised

Just because I didn't help the maid when she fell, I was scolded by my brother and fiancé for being cruel and vicious. My father, mother, and concubines also accused me of being arrogant and domineering and not as gentle and gentle as my maid. In order to vent my anger on the maid, I was sent to the Destruction Abyss to experience it for a hundred years. He begged for mercy in every possible way, but in exchange his legs were broken and his cultivation was blocked. In the abyss of ten thousand feet, the body will be shattered into pieces, and all the resentments will feed on it, leaving no intact body in the dead body. Princess Mingxi died on the first day she was demoted to the Abyss of Destruction, and it was Abyss Lord Yuanxi who returned a hundred years later. She carried all the resentment and sought justice for herself.