Wannian Family

In the thirty-sixth year of the First Emperor of Qin, Lishan. Ying Zheng held a long sword in his hand, pointed at me and roared: "How dare you refuse my immortality medicine!" I looked down at the warm jade pendant in my hand and smiled. Medicine? I don't need to. Because just now, this jade pendant falling from the sky has stopped my aging. I didn't know at that moment that this stop would last more than two thousand years.