The title of this chapter should be "to look good is to be able to do whatever you like]

a Zhao accompanied Zhan Ming all his life. When they were old, they had great grandchildren.

They left the world one after another, only half a quarter of an hour behind.

All people feel that one person can't bear to be lonely with another. Even if it's huangquan Road, it's necessary to walk with them.

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after leaving the task world, a Zhao stood in an empty void.

In front of her is the vast expanse of the Starry Sea universe. Under her feet is a section of blue stone narrow road. There is no end in front of her, and there is a vast darkness behind.

This is where she was born.

There are only stars all over the sky, and herself, and the white cotton candy.

A Zhao feels that something is wrong with him.

This feeling from the completion of a task, become more obvious.

There seemed to be some fragmentary fragments in her mind, but she wanted to grasp them, and those things turned into nothingness, so that she could not grasp them at all.

A Zhao sighed and looked around the beautiful and mysterious sky.

She felt that this place was inexplicably familiar, but she could not remember anything.

"Marshmallow, let's go to the next world."

When a Zhao said this, he didn't notice that a bright new star appeared in the vast sea of stars.

It's just that there are too many stars in the sky, and those stars are too inconspicuous to be seen by her.

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when a Zhao wakes up in the task world, his head aches and he is ready to crack.

Dull pain on both sides of the temple, throat dry as if to smoke, body is also sticky greasy, uncomfortable.

She looked around and opened her eyes.

This is a small two bedroom room, the room is very crowded with all kinds of things, the table is cluttered with a number of empty wine bottles.

No wonder

A Zhao covers his forehead. It turns out that it's after a hangover. No wonder he is so miserable.

"Marshmallow, send me messages and stories." She got up slowly and opened the curtains.

The glare of sunlight came in and dispelled the darkness of the room.

A Zhao opened the closet at the first time, pulled out a clean pajamas, went into the bathroom and took a bath for himself.

When she came back from the bath, she had almost digested the story of the world.

Jiang Li, the male leader, was a young master of a rich family before the age of 18, and a big man of underground forces after 28.

Why is this?

Because when he was 18 years old, he met with a deliberate kidnapping and was torn up.

Although he was not dead, he was seriously injured. He was picked up by a famous underground group, changed his face, washed away his memory and cultivated it as a chess piece.

It can be imagined what kind of life people who are regarded as chess pieces live.

The man tried his best to survive. After ten years, he finally got rid of the man on the top and became a superior man himself.

It was a good ending, but who knows, when he was thirty-eight years old, on a humble morning, he suddenly recovered his memory.

He thought of who he was, but these memories made him collapse.

It took him ten years to take the position of black Dao, and another ten years to eradicate his dissidents.

Ironically, his original relatives, family, and business people who could not be more responsible were eliminated as "dissidents" by himself because they blocked his way.

At the end of the plot, the man himself does not want to live. He turns himself in and helps the police to uproot the underground forces that have dominated the whole southern province for decades.