I Became King You of Zhou

I still like you very much, just like the wind that has traveled eight thousand miles without asking about the date of return. I still like you very much, just like the cycle of the sun and the moon, regardless of day and night. I still like you very much, like a cloud drifting ninety thousand miles without ever resting. I still like you very much, just like stars hitting the earth until death. I still like you very much, like sunshine filling the world, gentle and comfortable. I still like you very much, like the wind blowing in my heart. I still like you very much, like rain falling on the tropics and polar regions, not far away I still like you very much, like a whale sinking at the bottom of the sea breathing softly, crazy and angry I still like you very much, like the old city gate that I have been waiting for for many years. I still like you very much, like a whale that lacks oxygen in the deep sea of ​​6 dry and 400 meters, and never tires of it. 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I think straight men should be straight (me too), which is fine. Women are not as important as cultivating immortals. Women are just... Just a kind of desire. The protagonist has so many things to do (kingdom and cultivating immortals). After all, a person's energy is limited. Okay~_~These are all bullshit. As for the most, most, most, and most important thing, I hope to write more plots about cultivating immortals (after all, this is a novel about cultivating immortals), well... Finally, I hope the author can stick to his original intention and write according to his own ideas (the fact that you ranked 19th on the recommendation list is enough to prove that many people still like this book) Come on ＾0＾~ Great author. Wish you good health!

I was looking for a book to read half a month ago, and then I saw a book written by a novice author, and there was a person in it who was scolding the author. I thought it was because the author was not good at writing, but as soon as I opened the comments of that person, 80% of them were scolding, so I told the author that he was a troll, but I didn't expect that the troll even scolded me a few days ago. It's not good to offend anyone, only women

When I read this book for the first time, I stopped reading after three or four chapters. After reading it once, I read it better and better. I just want to say that this is the second part of Fengshenbang. Wuwu, author, please don't dig the hole so deep. We readers can't jump out. Author, I am here to declare war. I will definitely jump out of your pit. Otherwise, I will, I will, I can still do it. I don't have to kneel down and spend money to read it. I just hope that the quality of the author's book is not too good, otherwise I won't be able to escape from this trap. [Emot=default,06/]

I want to write a novel, and the writing is super, super good, and then one day I suddenly stop updating, and I want to make other people wait and wait 😂😂

But it's not enough to watch, especially for people like me who don't like fattening up. I agree and like it.

Idiom solitaire or not! The sky is dark and the earth is dark, the earth is long and the sky is long, long and long... Leave you

I swear: From now on, we look for flowers and willows, keep silent and stay together for the rest of our lives. From now on, I don't want to hold anyone's hand anymore From then on, people drifted in the sea, keeping silent about love until they grow old From now on, I will fight alone and never shed tears all night again. From then on, I poured ink and made tea, and kept silent about the prosperity of the world. From then on, people drifted into the sea and kept silent about their dependence on each other. From then on, Zi Ran was alone, and there was no more spring breeze. From now on, we live in debauchery and never talk about our true feelings. From now on, I am free and uninhibited, and I no longer want to be the only one in this life. Deponent: wind, cloud.

I played human and computer games all afternoon today and didn't lose a single game. I'm so happy. LOL is so fun, and cats are fun too

Forced to go up Liangshan, the mountains and rivers are exhausted, do your best, do whatever you want