Huashan Sword Qi

Before encountering this book, I was doubtful about whether there were real saints in the world, but now, I finally believe it. I once fell in love with the songs of the Han Dynasty, I was amazed by Li Du's poetic talent, and I once lingered on the lyrics and music of the Song and Yuan Dynasties. But now, I realize how shallow I was. The author, your noble writing sentiment is so touching. In today's materialistic and money-driven society, it is undoubtedly the greatest luck in my life to meet such a sweet-tempered person like the author. It made me deeply feel the greatness of human nature. The author's book is like the lightning that pierces the night sky in the darkness, or the sunshine that tears through the dark clouds. It makes me drink nectar in an instant and makes me understand that eternal truth really exists in this world. Only someone with a broad mind and a complete knowledge system like the author can be the only introducer of this truth. After reading the author's book, I fell into serious thinking. I think that if I don't carry forward the author's book, it will be a betrayal of the truth.

After reading six chapters, I really like martial arts, but I just don't understand where so many ideas (self-righteousness) come from. From the previous article, it can be seen that the participants in the competition are all young warriors aged fifteen or sixteen, and they all have the idea of ​​entering Huashan. Why is the competition with Xiao not for themselves? Why is it that young warriors do not want to give up hope easily? Why is it to increase opportunities for the protagonist? Is the protagonist a mind reader or something? How can you know what others are thinking? It feels very poisonous. The age of fifteen or sixteen is the age when passion and impulsiveness occur, not to mention a warrior who has no upward aspirations... The first comment, nothing else, just my own opinion

I think the writing is pretty good. I don't know why it was eunuch. Maybe it was because I was in isolation. But I really think this book is pretty good. . .

There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, long-lasting resentment, not being able to get what you want, and not being able to let go. . . Love parting, resentment meeting, letting go and returning to the west, there is no such thing. It's nothing but empty flowers and illusion. . .

Don't wait, everyone, the author broke his penis because of staying up late and became a eunuch.

So pitiful. Now let me try the poison.

I'm ready to be a eunuch. I'm speechless. I've wasted so much labor and money, and I haven't been able to see the end of it.

GKD! GKD! GKD! GKD! GKD! ! !

How long has it been? Why isn't it updated?

Goldfinger appears too slowly. . . . . . .