To the world of sword immortals

It was raining heavily, and there were gusts of cold wind. Yin Qi floated in the air. He was wandering on the street with a bottle of Erguotou in his hand. I made a wish, don’t doubt it. My surname is Xu, and my name is Yuan. I was once a sunny boy. Unfortunately, my love for the college entrance examination failed today.

"God, why are you doing this to me? I didn’t do anything wrong. At most, he would peek at some erotic films, sleep in class, and bully little wimps. He didn’t do anything disgraceful. Why did you have to do this to me?”

Feeling a little thirsty, he drank a mouthful of white wine and continued.