"Give me my life!"

This is Huangzhuang, now the sun is setting, the soft light dyes this place yellow, in this golden light, some people sigh the beauty of the sun, and some people are melancholy for the coming night.

His name is Ge Ruo, the most ordinary sand and dust in the sea of people.

"Hey, brother, if there really are immortals, if they come to this world and are willing to give you a god-like life, but only if you have to exchange everything you have for what you are willing?" Ge Ruozheng was playing a game with his brother Yu Hang, and suddenly came to a sentence.

"You can think about it." Yu Hang replied, "Why are you asking this?" ”

"It's okay, my brain is suddenly watted." Ge Ruo smiled awkwardly.

Yu Hang scolded secretly.

"Hey, brother, why are you dead again?" Ge Ruo mocked.

"Laugh at your size, take your head quickly!" Yu Hang scolded.

The village, at night, seems to disappear into this world.

An army floats in the air.

"How can the young master live in such a frustrated place?" Someone in the team said with a smile.

"Our main purpose this time is not to be a young master." Said one of the generals at the head.

"Li Ying, you are responsible for protecting the safety of the young master." The general ordered again.

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