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Cao Yanyan is an ordinary 18-year-old young girl. When she was shopping with her friend Han You, she saw a cute store opposite. She rushed out excitedly, but was unexpectedly hit and killed by an oncoming car. However, for some unknown reason, she was granted a chance to be reborn by the King of Hell, and she also made many wishes that could come true o(∩_∩)o... Of course she was extremely happy to be alive, let's see how she played around in the world... Haha, this is my debut novel, written in the first person! O(∩_∩)oIf there are loopholes, please actively report them. I welcome them. Can you be harsher? No problem! Just bring up the important points! Bad words? No problem! Just have some mercy! Hahahahaha... Please give me your advice! (*^__^*) Let me tell you a little secret. Don't laugh at me if you tell me. This... This... Hehe In fact, I... I... Hehe... My... Name is Cao Yanyan! O(∩_∩)oActually, I am the protagonist for once, o(∩_∩)oDon't laugh at me! In addition, I wrote it on the spur of the moment, without thinking about it. The plot will change from time to time, and I think the introduction may also change. Haha, please forgive me if it causes trouble to everyone! O(∩_∩)o

----------------------------★Story introduction★ Using cats as a medium, I was drawn into an era between ancient times and fantasy times, and became a priestess with fantastic abilities. Inexplicably getting involved in a battle for obsidian, the legend of the four gods is no longer fiction. When the seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple gather together, the energy generated is enough to fight the darkness, but invisibly, the shadows of death and revenge stop in - -----------------------★Butterfly's QQ group★ ★45136297 (full) ★44095420 (full) ★45260524 (full) ★61983655 (Welcome to visit) -----------------------★Remarks★ Another title of this book is: "The Legend of Rainbow Love: Obsidian" (The reason why the name was changed back is very simple ~ if it attracts a little more popularity, it's a big show!) The content is still quite exciting. ----------------------------★Promotion★ To promote my other major work "Falling in Love with a Woman Like Fireworks", a youth campus novel: http:\u002F\u002Fnovel. Hongxiu. Com\u002Fa\u002F68288\u002F Special recommendation is "The Happiness of Clover" (a beautiful and gorgeous campus novel): http:\u002F\u002Fnovel. Hongxiu. Com\u002Fa\u002F75817\u002F Dear friends, please spend more money and continue to collect this book^_^

A cliché novel about a girl who travels to another world. Friendship, love, conspiracy, and traps all exist just for a promise. When you reach the highest point of the three worlds, you realize that everything is not as important as him. (The beginning is wordy~~)

A lonely strong man in a parallel world While writing this book I was thinking about how to express my own conception of life and death. I think there should be nothing in science after death, but there are too many phenomena that show that we seem to remember many things from our previous lives. I have this feeling that people I have never met before always have a feeling of déjà vu. Why is this? And this feeling is becoming increasingly rare as I grow up. Is it because the passage of time can really wash away memories? Or is it because I am becoming more and more worldly and unable to feel it with my heart?! I don't know though I've always been a committed atheist. But I also admire Nietzsche's "Eternal Recurrence Theory". This does not conflict with what I said in the novel: No one can be sure what will happen after death, because no one alive has ever died, and no one has woken up from death to tell us the truth. So I decided to fill in a footnote about death in an imaginary world. That is to say, people will live in another world after death. Like us, they are also thinking about what death is like. The heaven and hell in our hearts are where they live, and the heaven and hell in their hearts are also where we live. It is worth mentioning that when we truly die, we will forget everything about our lives and start a new life in that world. People in the same world are just as sad as us. The rebirth may be no different from the eternal death of the soul. Or maybe this is life and this is what God means. I don't want to say much about the strong ones. Not everyone who seems to be successful is a strong person. Maybe they can only be regarded as physically strong. The real strong person is the dual consciousness of body and spirit. A mentally strong person will always be much stronger than a physically strong person because the physical body will one day rot and disappear but the spirit will not!!!

The flowing time, the eyes of a child: Is Mr. Orchid indifferent or tired? Is the god-like father a fool or a pity? It's calm, why are there so many waves? It's just infatuated love, so how can you be unwilling to do so? Walking all the way, looking all the way, seeing the picturesque country stained with blood, the government playing a chessboard, he worked hard to become a scholar, he braved the thorns and bravely braved the generals, the ups and downs of right and wrong, the intertwining of black and white, it is not just the innocence of children that is confused? Throughout this life, who is asking and sighing - can true love really last forever? Only the history of history is silent, time passes. Suddenly, when I looked back, I realized that the tears of the orchid were hidden in the leaves. Everyone thought they were exposed, but they were actually from the heart.