Become an Emperor from Zhu Xian

I'm here to see Baguio. Can you show me this?

She had just come out of prison. In 2007, she was in a bar. Someone at the table opposite me whistled at her and invited her to drink with me. I drank too much, so I pulled out the dagger I brought with me and stabbed me. This stab lasted fifteen years. I remember that when I entered, there were people all over the street. It's about praying to Buddha, it's cold on a lonely sandbank, etc. It's been fifteen years, things have changed. She came to see me once last year and told me she was getting married. I didn't tell her about commutation of her sentence. After a brief chat, I turned around and left. In the past 15 years, I have farmed, raised pigs and made clothes. , My heart has long been calm. After I came out, I went to see her downstairs once. She was very happy. I was also very happy. It was time for me to think about my life. I had a dream last night. The problem was 15 years ago. Familiar streets and familiar scenes, but I just couldn't find the familiar one. Man, I woke up crying in the dream. The past cannot be taken back. Now all that is left is nostalgia. I am almost 30 and suddenly feel confused. I often can't sleep at night. I sit on the road, drinking wine and smoking alone. I don't know how to take the road ahead. The night before her wedding, I drove 400 kilometers overnight and rushed to the downstairs of her house. I saw the word "Happy" on her door downstairs and the lights in the room were still on. I didn't dare to disturb her. I took a few bottles of beer from the car and sat on a park chair downstairs at her house. After finishing the wine and smoking a pack of cigarettes, it was almost dawn. The whistle came from all the way. I knew that the car to pick her up was coming. Today she was going to be someone else's bride. Unfortunately, the groom was not. Me, she looked very beautiful today. I watched her get into the wedding car, the firecrackers went off, and the car drove away. I was still following behind the convoy, and suddenly a text message came from my mobile phone. It was... From her. She said, "Don't give it away. I will marry you again in the next life. Just forget me." In fact, she had been watching me drinking and smoking from behind the curtain that night, and she cried all night... My heart hurt like countless needles that day. I cried and was very sad. I wish her happiness, although the groom is not me, but the bride... I have loved... I have no regrets anymore, whether it is success or failure, everything is in vain, life or death, life is only a hundred years, so why should I be obsessed with a result. The only thing I want to do now is to go home and charge my mobile phone, but my mobile phone still has power, but the car ran out of gas on the way back. Is there any friend who can lend me 3,000 yuan for gas [Picture]

I still quite like this type of novel. It's nice to travel through a world and end it after completing the main mission. As for the kind that writes thousands of chapters in one world, I am convinced. It's tiring to read, and there are those who say that traveling through a dynasty makes you weak. If you don't write like this, what's the point of traveling through that dynasty? The protagonist's mission is to save the imperial power of a dynasty. If you don't write it like this, you'll still be looking at a basket. The writing is honestly quite good. Very smooth. There are no pretense slaps in the face that are extremely low. Great, keep up the good work!

In the Zhuxian world where good and evil are clearly defined, a righteous sect is written to be more evil than the demon sect, and there is no flavor of Zhuxian at all. It does not mean that righteousness cannot do evil, but at least it should be covered up. You can write him as sanctimonious, hypocritical, and do one thing and hide another, but you can't write him as such a blatant evil, and everyone knows it. Do you really think that the Qingyun Sect is just a decoration?

Oh shit, I'm just asking below, how is this book? Just let me read it if I want, and get out if I don't. Is it so awesome?

The author has cut it and entered the palace. . . . Of

Ignore you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and flows to the sea never to return. Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening. If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. It is my nature that my talents will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don't stop drinking. I sing a song with you, please listen to it for me. Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time. In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names. In the old days, King Chen had a banquet and a lot of fun and banquets. What does the master mean if he has less money? It is up to you to sell it. The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you.

It can be great. . . . . . . . . [Emot=default,14/]

Have you ever seen fifteen characters so neatly arranged? Such neat fifteen characters are my favorite. They all say that typing fifteen characters is the most standard. I can't help it because I have to type fifteen characters. How many times have I told you not to just type fifteen words? You fifteen-character geniuses are completely weak. It's all my fault that the bar owner deleted my post, so I can only browse around For the sake of experience, I have no choice but to fill in the comments whenever I see them. We also need to pay attention to technical skills to ensure that every sentence is fifteen words Nowadays, I have difficulty posting and if I can't fix it, my post will be deleted. There's nothing I can do about it, Lord, he always deletes my posts. I can only use fifteen words to fool around with experience. Who is better than me at using fifteen words to mix up experience? If you have the front row, you have to occupy the front row, and if you don't have the front row, you have to drink water. If you don't occupy the front row or don't fill it with water, you will regret it. No matter how boring the post is, I will go there Because just for one sentence, what if this post becomes popular? Which master can surpass the fifteen-character sentence?

You just dream up a world, which is a bit boring