"It's okay if you don't reincarnate. Then tell me, what's your name?"
"Did I tell you that you would send me back to my original body?"
"Your original body... seems to be difficult to recover from. There are many fractures. If you really go back, I don't know if you can get better." The King of Hell was a little embarrassed.
"No matter! You are the King of Hell, there is always a way."
"Okay, okay, can I arrange for another person to cure you? Then tell me, what is your name?" I think he, the King of Yama, is really a loser. How did this happen? I never used to do it.
Unprecedented.[
"It's agreed for now, my name is Qian Manni, I'm 21 years old and I'm from the 21st century."
"..." King Yama flicked his fingers, and after comparing his life and death, he immediately found out this person. He could actually live to be eighty-three years old? How did he get it back? He crossed his fingers again, his face changed, and he shook his head.
He shook his head, frowned, and said, "What's going on? Uh... there is already a life living there. Huh?"
King Yama winked at Black and White Wuchang and pushed Yan Zhui'er in a certain direction.
Yan Zhui'er asked: "Who? Who is there?"
"Secrets must not be revealed."
"What? Is it..." The voice got farther and farther away, and looking at King Yama who was getting further and further away, Yan Zhui'er felt his eyes darken and fainted...
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The sky is misty and bright,
Nothing has ever changed.
It's still the same mountain, the same place, the same scene, even the people hanging by the branches maintain their original posture.
The branches are shaky and seem to be broken.
Yan Zhui'er seemed to have had a long, long dream. He slowly opened his eyes and wanted to stretch his waist as a habit.
Yeah! My legs hurt so much and my head feels so dizzy.
Wait, what kind of place is this? Still hanging, damn, who is so wicked?