Quick Travel Plan to Save the Plane

I'm thinking about what is the original intention of a story, and why readers read it, either to be curious, to be moved, or to pass their leisure time. Whether everyone realizes it or not, we are always pursuing our own silhouette, or the reality in another time and space. Writing a story may depict or reflect this silhouette through reality. Okay, a lot of nonsense, no one will read it anyway, this is not my baby anymore, I am going to start having sex.

After getting help from the Ning brothers, she pestered Tan Xiaoxue everywhere, but was finally taken away by ghosts. After the underworld was shattered, she came out again to be driven by the Ning brothers and asked for Tan Xiaoxue's life. Tan Xiaoxue's long pointed nails dug into her hair dripping with blood and she screamed. The pain on her head made her want to die. Liming's brows and eyes were filled with coldness, and she covered Ning Xingcuo's body with a layer of enchantment. "Li Gui Qu Lei, devouring souls, disrupting the order of the world, killing innocent people, deserves death!" As soon as Yan Jun slapped the ultimatum on the table, Black and White Wuchang took people to the execution platform. This platform can make Li Gui fly away, and it is a more terrifying existence than the eighteen levels of hell. Before she died, Qu Lei suddenly raised her red eyes and cursed in the direction of dawn: "You will not die well!" In an instant, a barrel-thick sky thunder struck directly from the sky above the underworld, and Qu Lei was left in a state of shock. Yan Jun, who didn't know where the thunder came from, said: "…………!" Hei Bai Wuchang, who was startled: "…………!"

Happy New Year, little ones