MTL - The Founder of Diabolism-Chapter 113 Forget the twenty-third

The next day, Luo Qingyang and his wife came to a small town in Guangling.

Wei Wuzhen raised his hand in the eyebrow and looked at the scorpion floating in front of the wine. He said: "Let's rest before."

Blue forgot to nod and the two walked side by side.

After the night of Yunmeng Guanyin Temple, Wei Wuzhen and the Blue Forgetting Machine accompanied each other. With the small apples and the four sides safari, it is still "everything will be out of chaos". Whenever there is evil in the chaos and intrusion into the people's livelihood, they will Go to visit, raise your hand and solve the problem, and enjoy the local customs and customs. In March, I didn’t hear about the fairy door, so I didn’t feel at ease.

Into the wine cellar, sit at the corner table where the eye is not eye-catching, the shop buddy came forward to say hello, watch the two people look good, see the blue forget the machine waist sabre, then look at Wei Wuyi waist flute, can not help but put them in their hearts Associated with a certain one that has been rumored during this time. It took a while for the sneak peek, and the white guest did not wear the amount of Gusulan's wiping, and he was not sure.

Wei Wuzhen asked for wine, and Blue forgot the machine and ordered a few dishes. Wei Wuzhen listened to his low voice and reported the name of the dish. He held one hand and the other hand was under the table. His fingers were wrapped around a white coat, and his face was full of smiles. When the guy went on, he said: "So many spicy dishes, can you eat it?"

Blue forgot to pick up the teacup on the table and took a sip, whispered: "Sit well."

Wei Wuwei said: "There is no tea in the cup."

"..." Blue forgets to fill the teacup and send it back to the lips.

After a while, he said again: "...Sit well."

Wei Wuwei said: "I am not sitting well? I have not put my legs on the table as before."

For a moment, the blue forgets the machine: "Don't put it somewhere else."

Wei Wuran said: "Where am I going?"

Blue forget machine: "..."

Wei Wuwei said: "The blue two sons ask for so much. If you teach me how to sit."

Blue forgot to put down the teacup, looked at him, and raised his sleeves. He was about to get up and teach him well. The table in the lobby suddenly burst into a burst of laughter.

One person on the table gloated: "I know that Jin Guangyao will fall sooner or later! I have waited for this for a long time, and finally I was thrown out, oh! It’s true that good and evil are reported, and heaven is good!"

At first glance, Wei Wuzhen felt very cordial. This person was very familiar with the tone and content of the singer. It was nothing more than changing the object of screaming, and couldn’t help but listen. A monk holding a chopstick and pointing to Jiangshan Road: "It’s true that the past is true! The people above, the more radiant the surface, the more sinister it is!"

"Yes, there is no good thing, what kind of gentleman respects, and which one is not draped in the skin and mixed with people."

One person has a sip of wine, eats meat, and eats and spits on the road: "It’s said that this thought was also a celebrity of the big red and purple. I didn’t recognize it. I really didn’t recognize it, Jin Guangshan This is also bad enough to die, hahahahaha..."

"It’s also a loss for Jin Guangyao to come up with the way to kill him. Perfect match. Absolutely!"

"I am wondering, how can this Jin Guangyao not kill the old man? The human card should be extinguished. Is he stupid?"

"How do you know that he is stupid? He is a kind of Jin Guangshan. Maybe it is also a romantic seed. Maybe people have special tastes, and there are also kinds of thoughts with Sisi... Hey, ulterior relationship?"

"Well, although I think so, but I still don't pass it on. Jin Guangyao is scared to make a hidden illness with his own sister. He is heartless and powerless, hahaha..."

These gossips and choreographed words are really familiar. Wei Wuzhen remembered that countless people also passed him in the mass graves of the gangsters and night sluts. The chaos was only for the practice of evil spirits, inexplicably funny, and said: "Well, how do you pass me?" The strong point of passing Jin Guangyao."

The words in the back are getting more and more uncomfortable. The brows of the blue forgetting machine are also wrinkled. Fortunately, there are normal people on that table who can’t listen to it. One person whispers: “Small voice... not what. nice words."

The few people who laughed were not satisfied: "I am afraid of anything, no one knows us here."

"Yes! And even if it is heard, what about it? Is it still a man who talks and farts?"

"Do you think that the current Lanling Jinshi is still the original Lanling King's? Can you manage the mouth of others? Is there a way to do it as before? Don't listen to it!"

One person opened the topic: "I have done it, I always talk about what to do, eat and eat vegetables. This Jin Guangyao will make waves in his life, and now he can only be trapped in the coffin and fight with Nie Mingqi."

"I see enough, the enemy meets extraordinarily, and his body bones have to be broken by Nie Mingxi."

"No! I went to the seal of the ceremony, and the grievances around me were so heavy that I couldn’t live without it! I doubt that the coffin can really seal them for a hundred years?"

"The seal can't be sealed, and you don't want to worry about it. It's all the headaches. Anyway, Lanling Jinshi is finished, completely changed."

"However, on the seal ceremony, Ze's face is so bad."

"Can it be bad? The coffin is filled with his two brothers. The juniors of the family are running around with a murderer all day. The night hunters are also murderous to help solve the problem! No wonder the whole day is closed. Blue forgets If I don't go back, I think Lan Qiren is going to smash the street..."

Blue forget machine: "..."

Wei Wuxi smiled. Continue to talk over there: "Speaking of it, this seal of the ceremony is quite impressive. Nie Huai-Sang did a good job. When he took the initiative to ask for it, I thought I was going to screw it up. After all, I don't know."

"Me too! Who knows that he actually hosted no worse than Lan Kairen."

Listening to their surprises, Wei Wushen’s heart, what is this? In the next few decades, the owner of the Qinghe Nie's family will gradually begin to show their strength and continue to bring more surprises to the world.

The dishes came up and the wine came up. Wei Wu has a cup full and slowly drank it.

Suddenly, he heard a young boy’s voice saying, "Is the Yinhufu not in the coffin?"

Suddenly there was a silence in the wine cellar. It was awkward. One person said: "Who knows, maybe? Jin Guangyao doesn't put the Yinhu character on his body, but where can he put it?"

"But it's not sure, isn't it true that the Yinhu is now just a scrap iron? It's no longer useful."

The boy sat alone at the table and held the sword in his arms. He said, "Is that coffin really strong enough? What if someone wants to see if the Yinhu is not inside?"

Someone immediately spoke: "Who dares!"

"Qinghe Nie, Gusu Lanshi, Yunmeng Jiangshi have sent people to guard the cemetery, which eats the bear heart and leopard."

Everyone has echoed. The boy stopped speaking and took a sip of the tea bowl on the table. It seemed to be dispelled. However, his eyes have not changed.

Such a look, Wei Wuzhen has seen on many people's faces. And he knows that it will never be the last time I saw it.

After leaving the wine cellar, Wei Wuzhen sat on a small apple, and Blue forgot to take the rope and walk in front.

Swaying and swaying the small flower buds, Wei Wuzhen took out the flute flute and sent it to the lips. Qingyue flute birds generally cross the sky, blue forgets the machine and listens silently.

It was when he was trapped at the bottom of Tuoba Xuanwu Cave, he sang the song that Wei Wuzhen listened to.

It was also the song that Wei Wuzhen had blown out in the Great Vatican after he was born again, and let Blue forget the machine to determine his identity.

At the end of the song, Wei Wuzhen slammed his left eye on the blue forgetting machine and said: "How, I am blowing well?"

Blue forgets to slowly decapitate, said: "Rare."

Wei Wuzhen knows that "fundamental" means that it is rare for him to remember for a good time. Ning Jun can't help but say: "You don't want to be angry with this. I used to be wrong when I was wrong. Besides, I don't remember badly. This should blame my mother. ""

Blue forgets the machine: "Why."

Wei Wuzhen put his arms on the **** of the little apple, and the feelings flew in his hands. "My mother said, you have to remember what others are doing to you, don't remember what you are doing to others." Ok, don’t put so many things in people’s hearts, so that they will be happy.”

This is what he can remember. There are only a few things about parents.

Thoughts fluttered for a moment, and was pulled back by Wei Wuzhen. Seeing the blue forgetting machine was looking at him intently, saying: "My mother also said..."

Listening to his delay in saying the second half, Blue forgot to ask: "What to say."

Wei Wuzhen hooked his fingers, his expression was awe-inspiring, and the blue forgot to come closer. Wei Wuxi leaned down and said in his ear: "...you are already my person."

Blue forgets that the eyebrows are slightly moving, just about to open the lips, Wei Wuzhen rushed to say: "I don't know shame, not serious, boring, frivolous, and nonsense, right? Well, I will help you. Come here. Going to just a few words, it’s just that it’s the same as before. I’m also yours, even out, can’t you?”

The tongue is fast, the blue forgetting machine is always better than Wei Wu. He whispered: "You can do it."

Wei Wuqi pulled the reins of Xiaohua, and said: "But really, I have more than 80 names in this song, you are not satisfied?"

Blue forgets the machine firmly: "No."

Wei Wuwei said: "How is this? I think it is quite good to call Lan Zhan Wei Ying."

Blue forgets the machine. Wei Wuzhen also whispered: "Or the light of the Yiling Tiantian music is also very good. It is a story when you hear it..."

Blue forgets that I don’t want to hear any new names any more, says: "Yes."

Wei Wuwei said: "What?"

Blue forgets the machine: "Name."

Wei Wuzhen was surprised: "If you have something, you said it earlier, what is it? Then you have not told me, I have been thinking about the name you have been thinking for so long, wasting my intelligence."

Silence for a moment, Blue forgets the machine: "Forgetting."

Wei Wuwei said: "Ah?"

Blue forgets the machine: "The name of the song "Forget"."

Wei Wuyi’s eyes widened.

Hey, he holds the belly: "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha no wonder you have been refused to tell me, it turned out to be sneaky to take such a name, carefully revealed. Can you ah blue Zhan you, when to take hahahahahahahahahahaha ......"

Blue forgetting the machine seems to have long been expected that Wei Wuzhen will be this reaction, watching him on the back of the small apple back and forth, can only slightly shake his head, looks like helpless, the lips have been quietly shallow and shallow, 眸There are also cockroaches scattered in the middle.

He raised his hand to support Wei Wu's waist and prevented him from planting it from his back. It’s easy to laugh enough, Wei Wuzhen said seriously: “Forgetting Me, very good, great! I like it. Yes, it should be called this name.”

Blue forgets the face with no expression: "I like it too."

Wei Wuwei said: "It sounds very elegant, very Gusulan. I can see that I can directly accept the scores recorded in your home, and ask all the children of Gusulan to practice this song. If they ask, Han Guangjun, What is the name of the song? You can tell them how the song came."

He listened to him and began to talk nonsense. The blue forgetting machine directly took up the small apple carrying Wei Wuzhen, and grasped the thin rope tightly in the palm of his hand and continued to walk toward the road ahead. Wei Wuzhen is still talking: "Where are we going next? I haven’t been drinking for a long time, laughing, or let’s go back to Gusu, first go to Caiyi Town to have a look?”

Blue forgets the machine: "Good."

Wei Wuwei said: "It’s been so many years, the waters there should be cleaned up? If your uncle can barely see me, you will hide me with those jars of wine in your room; if you can’t see it Let me go and look at Wenning, it sounds like he and his pursuit of night hunting are still very good."

Blue forgets the machine: "Well."

Wei Wuwei said: "But I heard that the family rules of Gusu Lanshi have been newly revised. I said, the discipline stone in front of your doorstep, can you write it?"

The breeze is coming, and the clothes of both of them are like waves in spring.

Wei Wuzhen looked at the back of the blue forgetting machine, narrowed his eyes, and kicked his legs. He was surprised to find that he could still keep on the back of the little apple with this strange posture.

This is just a boring little thing, but he found something new and interesting, eager to share with Blue, and called: "Blue Zhan, look at me, look at me!"

As usual in the past, Wei Wuzhen smiled and called him, and he also looked at it.

From then on, I can't move my eyes anymore.

The author has something to say: too. . . sleepy. . . It is. . . . Jj **** **** card. . . There are also abnormal verification codes. . . . My new postscript has not been written yet. . . . No, I slept first. . . . Have time to make up. . .

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After the new revision, come on:

[cp] "The Magical Dao" New Postscript

I finally finished it.

After using it for so long, I finally finished an important thing. I should have used a roaring body to write a word and make an exclamation mark three times. In the end, I ended up plainly.

The first edition of the full text of 520,000 words, the new revision of the full text 57w, for me, is a big project. It took a few months to write and edit the text, and I couldn’t tell which one was more tired and more tangled, but it was painful and happy.

During the period of serialization, because of the rush of the day, and the pressure of three yuan, many places that I wanted to start writing were forced to pass by, some details and logic problems were too late, and finally I wrote a cool I added the plot and the play that I originally wanted to write. For example, in the past hundreds of hunting competitions, it was difficult to prevent a kiss, because there was no energy in the serialization to slowly ponder how this large-scale sports meeting should be written and skipped (Nie Da Yaomei mutual powder turn black road; Wang叽 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随 随

These places that are lazy are filled one by one in the process of compiling texts. All in all, the new version after the refinement is closer to the original state of the story in my mind. In other words, for me, this is the real "original" magic road.

Although I know that there are too many people who have seen the old version, many of them are deeply ingrained. It is difficult to completely get rid of the influence of the old version, and there will be many doubtful voices. However, the voice of doubt has been heard a lot during the serial period of the Magic Road. It has come all the way. I know that a lot of things can't satisfy everyone, so I choose to satisfy myself. When you look back at this article in the future, at least everything you want to write is written, and there will be no regrets.

It is said that when I write down the postscript, I have to recall the past years, so I will also recall it. I began to conceive the outline of this article in the last year of the university. I walked around the playground every night to listen to music, while worrying about the graduation thesis, I couldn’t help but think about it.

The first thing that drove me to write such a story seemed to be a vague picture that appeared in my mind: in the rain forest of the night, a black man with pale face and blood on his face, his face coldly broke the same thing in his hand. I don't know if it is a flute or an arrow.

I don’t remember how this picture popped up. I don’t have any logical support. I don’t know who this person is, and I don’t know why he is that expression, but I was infected by an inexplicable emotion. It is. Then suddenly I became interested and began to think about what kind of person would be, what kind of experience would be, try to create a specific plot and complete logic for him, write it into words, and try to infect others.

The first is an emotion, then a character, and finally a story. In the process of conversion, expression, and transmission, energy is inevitably offset and lost. However, for me at the moment, I have tried my best.

In short, there are still many places to explore and learn (???_??)?

Conceiving and writing scenes with cry or conflict (referred to as flirting and tearing) is a super superb experience. The former is like a wall-to-wall laughter, when he is sitting in the window with a small copy, Cai Yizhen (I am very fond of every scene of their student days), Tu Yu Xuanwu Cave pulls ah, there are all kinds of overbearing light Jun's mad enthusiasm is a small escape from his wife (???) and so on. The latter, such as Mrs. Ruan’s hand tearing Wang Lingjiao, the Yicheng group players yelled at you, and I smashed him, and I yelled at him. The lotus dock 祠 江 澄 澄 澄 澄 喷 搞 搞 搞 搞 搞 搞 搞 搞 搞 搞 搞 ( ( (

These are the greatest joys that the Magic Road brings to me. It is a joy that no other thing can match.

For me, the Magic Road is definitely a very meaningful article. I didn’t think that there were so many people who saw this story at first. Because of it, I have experienced many incredible things and met many great people. Wen Liwen was very happy and sad, and for a while, every day seemed to be a neuropathy. Because it is a test, it has too many immature places. In some places, even if I try hard to change it, the skeleton has been fixed, and it is difficult to change it so that I am completely satisfied. But looking back in the future is also one of the footprints of growth.

But I don't want to write it again and again. Not only does it not meet the reading habits of the net text, but I have to torture myself twice... so I will save the manuscript in the future.

In the period of the running-in period that just opened the serial, I wrote all kinds of oysters and cautiousness, but the more I wrote it, the more I felt deeply with the characters in the text. When I serialized and repaired the text, I felt that I was exhausted. I still didn't finish it. When I finished it, I knocked a few carriage returns in the last line of the word document and wrote a "end", but I was very reluctant.

Even if you know that it’s just the end of the text, there’s still a lot of it, and it’s still reluctant.

On the day of the serialization of the text, in order to pretend to be a cultural person, I intended to use a poem as the end of the text. The poem is, "The end of the song is not seen, the river is a few peaks," but I still did not use it. Probably because this poem is very beautiful and very strong, it is not a long-lasting rhyme, but this is not the ending I expected. It is too lonely and sad.

What I hope is that "forgetting a long song, the end of the song is not scattered."

The dust mites are getting farther away, you and I are not scattered.

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Old postscript:

I finally finished writing...

This is my second chapter, and the second original is beautiful. There are many twists and turns in the serialization process. After writing the last chapter, there is a feeling of leaving the sea of ​​bitterness. However, the outline of deleting a paragraph every day in the notes is finally deleted all at once, and it is a bit reluctant.

After writing the slag, this article dragged the card for half a year. For the first time, I challenged a story with a little more characters and a slightly more complicated relationship. The outline was written for a long time. I was always dissatisfied. I changed it to change it. In the end, I couldn’t drag it anymore. I had to bite my teeth first. The first few chapters are rushed, and the deposits are also intermittent. The longest period of the manuscript is to kill Wang Ba, there are seven thousand words of manuscript, and the rest are basically naked. Thanks to the outline, you can keep it for a while. However, the outline is still not fine enough, and there is still a stage where Kavenka can't wait to scratch the wall.

Beautiful details and interactions require time and effort to grind, and time and effort are lacking in high-frequency serial updates. Many problems in the serial process are not invisible to them, but they are known, but they can't be taken care of. They can only write down **** the scalp. So... After a period of rest, I will do a full-text overhaul, enrich the details, add plots, change bugs, and edit texts. I will replace the old version of Jinjiang at about once in May and June. If a reader comes back to revisit it, I should see a lot of eggs in the new revision xd

The following are some of the thoughts in the writing process.

Overhead first:

One of the advantages of overhead text is that it is not necessary to test too much, and some customs can be changed. The general customs of this article from the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties and the Tang Dynasty, there are few chairs, saying that "sitting" usually refers to sitting, the dress is a Tang towel and a round robe. However, the peppers and apples that appeared in the Ming Dynasty appeared. It began in Yizhuang in the Song Dynasty. The “top of the mountain” in the Qing Dynasty is called the Qing Dynasty. Some vocabulary and quoted verses are crossed. I also took the word when I was fifteen years old. In short, the author simmered all the ancient elements he liked in a pot, without rigor. So, just take a look at the characters and stories.

But only one thing, the ancients really want to control the mother called "mother" _ (: з) ∠) _

Character second:

Both wifi and Wang Wei are very ideal personalities, and there is not much controversy in character. It is best to be the protagonist. I certainly like wifi very much, but if I am looking for a boyfriend, I am sorry I just want to be Wang Wei.

Their elements are all opposites. Ren and elegant, boring and coquettish, red roses and white roses, glamorous noble and evil spirits madness ... how to come back, but the core is consistent. That is to say, the three views are the same? In short, this is not the point, the point is that I really like the cry between them!

Xiaoxingchen and Xueyang are my old friends. When I was in high school, I didn’t study hard every time I learned the fish. I secretly wrote things on a small book and set their names and general characters. But at the time there was no complete storyline and cause and effect. There were only a few small pieces that got along with each other. Some of them were used directly in the text, such as who would buy a small branch to buy food. The characters and dialogues that once existed in the world of one's own brain were seen by everyone, and they could be discussed enthusiastically. It felt very wonderful.

When writing the relevant paragraphs of Xue Yang, you should adjust your mind to the most vicious and dark state. Hyosung dust is the opposite. Every time you cut him, it seems to be illuminated by the light _(:з)∠)_Between the angel and the devil Switching back and forth mode is quite enjoyable. However, since the appearance of the spicy chicken ocean, the comment area suddenly became full of smoke, which is really the mainstay of "disaster".

The initial keyword of 箐 只有 has only one word: “jump”, but nothing else, even the name is the day before the game is on the scene. After the details were enriched, I felt quite cute. But writing her sometimes feels awkward... It seems that there is really a little girl who is screaming at her.

Before I think about Wenning's other things, the first thing I think is: "He must die!" "I want him to die!" The original plan was to let him go out on the boat leaving the lotus dock, but write there. When I looked back, I felt that there was not enough preparation, and he had no reason to die. He would be awkward to write and he would look like abusing, so although I really want him to die, I have to give up. Similarly, Jinling Little Princess, he was also dying. In order to defeat the big boss, he turned himself into a murderer and took over Wenning. But since Wenning didn't die, he didn't need him to take over.

Jiang Cheng's key words are no need to say that everyone knows for sure. Originally, I felt that there was a spicy chicken and goat jade in front. Jiang Cheng’s negative energy must not be enough. Who knows that he has become a long-term flow treasure in the comment area. Compared with the spicy chicken, it has become a sad and over-the-net red. Occasionally, someone whip the body. Of course, the last old and new traffic treasures were smashed before the wifi and the monarch's double teamed up to abuse the dog Dafa.

Blue big. I don't know why some readers think that he is a "black and savvy" person. In fact... I have never shown his qualities in this area ( ° △ °|||) _ can debunk the younger brother's careful thinking It doesn't mean that you can also dismantle others. If you can become a family owner, you don't have to think deeply about it. You may just be good because you have a good character. You may have accidentally brushed his good feelings too high, which led to everyone. "f you are actually a stupid white sweet?!", all the way off the powder, I feel bad. Touch the blue big.

Yaomei, okay, occasionally I feel a little pitiful, but I am sorry, please take your glorious dog.

Nie two. Uh... I really am sorry for him. I gave him a play and deleted a good partner for him... I can see if the new revision can be remedy... In short, Nie Er is sorry.

Most of the controversial issues are round figures, and naturally there are also flat characters that oppose it, such as Wen Qi, Jiao Jiao, and the people of the clouds. In fact, the flat characters have a long way to go and have a clear stand. Everyone can sigh with relief and will not be as arrogant as the former. So this is the kind of character that I like to write to the chicory in the sky. (If the characters of a whole book are complex and round, I don’t know if the reader will look tired, anyway, with my current ability, write It will be very tired...

Practice third:

In the words of the authors of the first few chapters, I said that this is a wayward exercise to train some aspects of yourself.

At the stage of the card outline, a lot of upcoming □□ have been pre-conceived and vaccination is given to them. For example: the male father; the grievances; the annoying who wants to see the memory to kill; the supporting role of so many plays; looked behind and forgot the front... indeed many have appeared.

The most worrying thing is that she doesn't look good.

Because of the natural thermal theme, **** is cheaper than spoofing, spitting and wearing a book. However, after all, spoofing and vomiting are not essential things. So this article is mainly to try, if you remove these, I can not read anything.

During the practice, new problems are constantly being discovered.

For example, empathy. The purpose of empathy is very clear, just to match the story of the corner. I use it as a variant of pov, but it is simple enough to be lazy.

Another example is the horrible memory of people who have been criticized. This writing is very unpleasant. From the first paragraph, readers have abandoned the text. The more they came later, the more controversial, but I still inserted three long and long memories in accordance with the outline.

When writing the syllabus, I also considered the fact that the plots of the past and the past were scattered into the text. The conclusion is that after the dismantling, the structure and timeline will be more chaotic, the reading will be more relaxed, the integrity of the past plots will be destroyed, and the emotions will be incoherent. Strictly speaking, this article is composed of two stories and two lives in parallel with the past and the present. Some meticulous memories can be fragmented, but important stages and transition events can only be written in detail and cannot be omitted. So in the end, I still took the approach that I personally think is the best. There are some things in the writing that should be heard, and some things are best adhered to. Regardless of whether others think it is "best" or "worst", it is my attempt.

There are still some plots that have been taken over because of the poor state, and some characters have not reached the original strength... I hope that these can be compensated for in the time of revision.

Thanks for the fourth:

The author and the reader's cognition are often ambiguous. It is difficult for the author to predict what kind of evaluation will be received after writing an article, and will it be recognized by readers. The author feels good about himself, but the reader does not buy it at all; the author has racked his brains to design the bridge segment, and the reader's interest is lacking. The author is flustered and the readers are enthusiastic, and such a situation often occurs.

I am writing this article with the determination to fight the streets. Net text □ □ recall kill itself is a face to death, not to mention that although a hot element is reborn, but unfortunately reborn there is almost no good. Therefore, from the beginning of the public chapter, it has been repeatedly emphasized that it is different from the previous one. It is precisely because readers who like the slag-reverse view that this will feel wrong, and especially come to cheer, but let you down.

However, I did not expect that the last article has been completed for a year, and the books of Jinjiang are still very enthusiastic. Still, you can give me a big surprise every time.

Thank you!

I want to write too many themes, too many characters, too many stories, and I don’t know which one to write first. Currently still in the process of exploration, while writing and learning. Every article hopes to be different, so I can't guarantee that every book will be liked by readers, and I can only guarantee that I will write it carefully. If you happen to feel good, then I am very happy, we can go one more way together :) /p