Zheng Zhe felt like she was rotting.

He didn't know if he was dead or alive, if he was being or nothing. He feels like a clay sculpture of wood, propelled by everyday life to work back and forth an infinite number of times. He didn't know why he was standing here, he didn't know what he was standing here for. I don't know what the meaning of my life is, or even ...... I don't know why I'm thinking so much.

He jerked

"Infinite Reincarnation Glory" Section 20 - With this remnant body, turn into fire is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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