Supreme God of War

I like the protagonist's personality, which is similar to mine. Although I'm a little bit more narcissistic than the protagonist, I still want to talk about narcissism. The protagonist, we are all the same people, haha!

Whoever can pronounce the word "taotie" will be called dad.

That year, she was twelve years old and I was fourteen. The first time we met was on the first day of junior high school. When I saw her, it was like the whole sky was lit up instantly. When they first met, her parents drove her to school in a BMW A7. This kind of car was not considered high-end among wealthy families, but it was extremely sensational in our small county at that time. She is dressed cleanly, confident, and smiles like an angel. But I only dared to look at her from a distance, because when school started, I didn't even have a new set of clothes. I was unkempt and looked like a wild child with no one to care for me. In fact, I do. After my parents divorced, I had been living with my grandma and was financially strapped. My grandma had no income, so my clothes grew up wearing patches. Therefore, it also makes me feel extremely inferior. Even if I wanted to talk to her, I couldn't muster the courage. When I was fifteen years old, I was in the second grade of junior high school. On that day, she talked to me for the first time. At that moment, my mind felt as if there were thousands of deer bumping into each other, and I didn't even dare to raise my head. From that day on, our relationship got better and better. Because of my rebellion in my youth, I was a thorn in the eyes of my teachers. But she is a typical good girl with always good grades. It's hard to imagine how two people so different from each other could intersect. By the third year of junior high school, I was sixteen and she was fourteen. By this time, our relationship was already very close. But I didn't dare to speak to her, because the gap between us was too big. If you ask and are rejected, I'm afraid you won't even be friends. However, how can we be willing to be friends with people who fall in love at first sight? In the last semester of my third year of junior high school, I drank a lot of wine. I mustered up the courage to confess to her. After I finished speaking, I was so nervous that I didn't know where to put my hands. I'm afraid she will reject me. But she gave me an unexpected answer. "If you can go to No. 1 Middle School with me in high school, I will promise you." She raised her red face and spoke in a low voice. From that day on, I studied hard and crammed all the courses. Finally, at the age of seventeen, on the first day of high school registration, I met her again. "Little girl, you can't run away." I looked at the slim girl in front of me with a smile. She remained silent, blushing, and let me hold her little hand. We are together. Young people's ideas are always naive. When I was seven years old, I caught a cicada and thought I could catch the whole summer. When I was seventeen, I kissed her face and thought I could be with her forever. But reality has always been cruel. Soon, his parents discovered our relationship. "What do you do to make her happy?" Her parents' words have left me speechless. I wanted to refute, but found that I really had nothing. Her parents said they didn't want her to wander around with me. If you can find happiness and stability in this life, who would want to be homeless? I agreed, dropped out of No. 1 Middle School, and disappeared into her world. In the past five years, I have done many things and changed various jobs since I dropped out of school. I originally wanted to stand out and then go see her, but the edges have been smoothed out by reality. Only late at night, I still miss her faint smile. It's been five years, maybe, she's already married. I want to go back and see her. With this thought in mind, I returned to my hometown from the first-tier city where I worked. I feel that I live too casually and have no ability to give her happiness, so I don't plan to appear in front of her, I just want to take a look from a distance. When I revisit my hometown, I feel a little shy about being close to home. "How long are you going to hide from me?" Her voice was like an oriole emerging from the valley, and I will never forget it in my life. Turning around, I saw the beautiful woman she had become, and the little girl in my memory, the two figures slowly overlapped. I didn't dare to move or step forward. The two of us looked at each other quietly. "I miss you so much." Her eyes were a little red and her voice was choked. When I saw her again, I felt as if we had been apart for a century. But as soon as she started talking to me, I felt like I was back in school. It seemed that as soon as the bell rang, I just went to the canteen downstairs to buy a bottle of water for her, and I was only gone for a few minutes. She threw herself into my arms. "I never want to be separated from you again." She buried her little head on my chest and sobbed softly. But there was no fluctuation in my heart, and I even wanted to laugh, because I had always made it up before. 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I have been surfing the Internet for so many years and have read countless books, so I am not surprised at all. But when I saw this book, I felt that it was just like Taoist Exorcist. It was fundamentally different from the novices who flooded the Internet. The melancholy vocabulary and gorgeous rhetoric were enough to prove that the author's writing was first-rate, and I admired it.

Seriously, does anyone recommend some good books? I really couldn't find a book to read, so I read this rubbish, and there are fragments of it too😢

Li Lingtian became a Martial Saint at the second level at the age of twenty-four or five. He is an unprecedented person in the Shenwu Continent. Author, tell me about it: You said that Bei Mixue is two years older than Li Lingtian. She is already a Martial God at the first level. In other words, Bei Mixue is a Martial God at the age of twenty-seven. So how can Bei Mixue not reach the Martial Saint level at the age of twenty-five? ? ? ?

This ending is too hasty. At least there are hundreds or even thousands of chapters to follow. It felt okay at first, but when it ended like this, I had no good feelings at all. I was convinced by this author. If you can't write, don't write. If you want to write, write seriously. What's going on?

Why can't you write more excitingly? Is there always a lot of verbosity that makes a good storyline dull? It makes people lose their taste. One more typo: too many! Can this be corrected? To change readers' favorable impression of you!

Seeing so many scenes where the male protagonist has sex with all kinds of women when they meet in the book, I once guessed that the author was a filthy uncle with a spermatozoon. When I went to Dashenshuo. Com, I heard that it was a female author. I was instantly surprised and wanted to say, "Author, you are really good!"