Immortal Emperor Wants to Resign

Seedlings, in one word: hilarious. The complaints are quite exciting. Although some of the jokes are incomprehensible, I can only say 666, great book! A new book by an old author, A fierce man who uses love to generate electricity. I think this is a friendly recommendation. After all, gay love cannot be considered love, right?

Complaining about a good book will open your mind. Report! Meng Xiang is shitting in Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace! What? No wonder I think Laojun's latest elixir tastes weird when knocked down... Even after becoming the Immortal Emperor of the Infinite, Meng Xiang still couldn't bear the loneliness, made a fuss, and was eventually impeached by all the immortals. Isn't that just being expelled from the Immortal Class? You don't need to rush me, I'll resign first! With nowhere to go, Meng Xiang unexpectedly came to a magical plane similar to the prehistoric era, with many ethnic groups, and started a new journey that would refresh the lower limit and explode the three views. "You have to make the decision for me." Immortals and Buddhas all over the sky gathered at the corner of Mount Sumeru on the edge of the Great Thousand Immortal Realm, looking sympathetically at the fairy who was weeping fish scale tears. "Meng Xiang... He abandoned me. I don't want to live anymore." The fairy cried so sadly that the surrounding immortals and Buddhas looked at the young man sitting on the stone with contempt. "Meng Xiang, you just want to deny everything because you are the Infinite Immortal Emperor? If you don't give me an explanation today, I, the Kitchen Lord, will never let you go." "That's right!" The surrounding immortals and Buddhas cheered. Meng Xiang was sitting on the stone now, rubbing his face with both hands, and his face turned green and leek color. Did I inhale laughing gas when I had sex with her? "Enough!!" Meng Xiang, who couldn't hold it back anymore, waved his hand and released his divine power. The eight million immortals and Buddhas around him suddenly turned pale and took a few steps back in fear. Meng Xiang pointed at the crying Conch Fairy and shouted: "Playing with your feelings? Ouch, I'm so fucked up. You're so good at biting back. Why don't you change your name to Sea Dog Fairy? Did you tell me before we fell in love that you were supporting her?" Help her? When the surrounding gods and gods heard this, they couldn't help but gasp, and then they realized that the conch was indeed a hermaphrodite, so wouldn't it be that underneath the conch fairy... All the fairies immediately became pale and took a few steps away from the Conch Fairy, except for a few of the perverted ones who were grinning evilly. "Say it, if you don't tell me, I will!" Meng Xiang put his hands on his waist and pointed at the circle of old gods around him and shouted angrily: "The one she took out is bigger than me. A knot on the waist can be used as a hula hoop!" Meng Xiang, who has only been a god for a hundred years, really wants to complain that the novels before time travel are too deceptive, like those fairy tales where mortals wishfully wishful thinking about the appearance of fairies. Which law says that fairies must be beautiful? Female creatures of all races are called fairies when they become immortals! Transform into human form? Humans are not an advanced race, so why do they need to take human form? Introduction: The Immortal Emperor was impeached? No, I am resigning! Meng Xiang just packed up and came to a continent of cultivation with many ethnic groups. As the Infinite Immortal Emperor, he mingled among cultivators and read all about life! There are funny complaints here and passionate ones. There are girls of all ethnic groups blooming, and there are ordinary people in the market who are bitter and bitter. What Meng Xiang saw was a colorful world. Which one is better, being an immortal or being a human being? ...

I've read the author's last book (the title is too long and too recognizable), and it's really a pity that the last book was so powerful, but it was just a group read. I gave up when I saw the group version. If the previous book had not been a group version, the results would have been very good. However, the author seems to have insisted on finishing the book. Although the number of words is a little less, it still has a certain credibility. I recently discovered that he had published a new book, so I tried to read it, but the result was the same as his old book, and I got stuck in one chapter. Now I can't stand it after reading five chapters because my stomach hurts from laughing and I can't continue reading. I hope to keep it up and not make the same mistakes as the last book. This will definitely become a masterpiece.

The king of complaints, making hilarious jokes. To be honest, Lao Wan's last food article is still fresh in my memory. The description is very real, but I can't believe it just because it is true. I was so disgusted that I didn't dare to read the historical fictional article for several months. I have to admire it (although it later broke down when I tried to kill myself...) This one starts. . Emmmmmmm, I was attracted by the new story of sleep talk written by Lao Wan Boring (an author who is not doing his job properly). My three views were refreshed again. The writing about picking up girls is well-founded and lofty. . Then the text. . Text. . Text. . Emmmmmmm. . . Lao Wan destroys everything he writes about, he writes about delicacies and ruins delicacies, and he writes about immortals and heroes and ruins them. . Ma Dan, I can't stand Xian Xia anyway. He just doesn't complain about it and feels uncomfortable. His painting style is fresh and refined, which is a breath of fresh air in Xian Xia literature. . . I heard that this book seems to be secretly loved by Panzizi, one of the three fantasy gods at Station B, but I don't have the money to make a commercial video for Panzizi. If you like pants, this is a must-read. Recommendation index: seven stars!