He Walks in the World

Starting from the Juyi Gang all the way to the dojo! There are a lot of them mixed in! I love the supporting characters in it! The loyal Chen Baichuan, the loyal Hei Tou, the arrogant and domineering Ling Xiaoxiao, the gambling-loving Meng Sandi, the passionate Brother Lu, the ruthless Nangong Heiniu, Su Ruyu who falls in love at first sight, Xue Hongyi who can distinguish good from evil and so on. . Too many to count. In this Internet literature world where cool articles are everywhere and there are as many brainless people as dogs, there are very few supporting characters and villains with online IQs! There are rules in the world, but being weak is the original sin! The protagonist, Du Ruo Du Shanjiang, is a scholar who does not know martial arts. He has been humiliated and his dignity has been trampled to the ground for his friends and brothers! Seeing him reminded me of Gu Xichao in Ni Shui Han! Being blackened step by step! I like this plot and the people in it. I like your writing style and your narrative style starting from the person in Jianghu in the last book. This is martial arts, this is Jianghu. I can't hate even the villain. Although Ling Xiaoxiao is arrogant and domineering, she looks a lot like Guo Furong in Wulin Gaiden! He's just a newbie, he needs to grow up after all! I really want to know the subsequent plot, I really want to know if there is any result with Xue Hongyi, I really want to know if the girl named Yue who I have been looking for has been found, I really want to know if Du Ruo becomes an official, or he will continue to develop the Juyi Gang, I really want to know what happened to the slightly straight black head in the end, I really want to know what happened to Meng Qingping and the girl from the Gu family, I really want to know if Lu Yang's broken halberd has been recast, I really want to know too much... This is a great book, it just hasn't been discovered yet and it shouldn't end there! Although this kind of book is not dominant in the world of cool writing, I sincerely hope that you will continue to write! ! If we stopped writing just because of bad grades, then we shouldn't have written it in the first place, and we shouldn't have read it! Isn't it good to have a beginning and an end? For these book fans who keep reading again and again! I believe that what you said about fast food not filling your stomach is just a reason! I implore the author to have a good attitude and let us bring a perfect ending to [His Walking in the World] together! ! Book friends who like this book, please leave a message in the book review area and let Queyue see it! ! !

From the previous book, the person who came from the Jianghu world has a good personal feeling. No one is perfect and nothing is ever finished. Just try your best and have a clear conscience. This book is okay, it's my style anyway. I am also a working man and it is impossible to reward, but I can still support the genuine version to see if I am handsome.

When we were young, we were inspired by the masters of martial arts novels such as Jin Yong and Gu Long. We all once had a dream of a hero called "Jiang Hu", carrying a big sword on his back, wandering around the world, smiling at the picturesque mountains and rivers, and lying drunk on the knees of beauties. It is true that life in reality is like the "jianghu" in the author's writing, which is cruel and inhumane. Just like the current Du Ruo in the author's pen, without a strong endorsement, facing people or things that exceed our own energy, we can only endure the anger for a while and be calm. Whether it is the ridicule of others or the difficulty in calming down in our own hearts, after all, it is just a dream, and survival is the most important thing. Wherever there are people, there is scenery. Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Where there are rivers and lakes, there is right and wrong. The Jianghu described by the author has just reached the tip of the iceberg. I believe it will be even more exciting in the future. Looking forward to it, come on!

When I was in first grade, I occasionally helped my family look after the store during the summer vacation. A strange young aunt came over to buy something. Seeing that I was a child looking after the store, she stuck her head in and asked, "Where are your adults?" "My mother is not here, so you can tell me what you want to buy." I was a little disgusted with her contemptuous tone, frowned, and replied with a tone that seemed a bit sophisticated and impatient. She looked at me seriously for a few seconds, burst into laughter, and stretched out her hand to rub my hair, "I can't tell you the difference with your child, forget it, I'll take care of your business next time, little boss." After that, she turned around and left. I felt insulted. I didn't think I had been visiting the store for more than a day or two, and I hadn't seen anyone. What else can there be that I am embarrassed to say? "Wait a minute." I stopped her, turned around and took out a pack of sanitary napkins from the cardboard box, and also pulled out a black plastic bag. "Is it this? Well, use this to pretend that others can't see it." The aunt seemed to be trembling with fright, "Why do you kid know everything?" Then she walked out the door with a blushing face. I kicked him out and said, "Then do you still want this?" I shook the pad in my hand at her. Auntie walked even more hastily, "No, no, no, why are you chasing me out?" Passers-by grinned and said, "Children are so awesome these days, hahahaha." I looked at her fleeing back and muttered angrily, "I'm wasting a plastic bag." The next day, my friends and I piled sand and went home. When I returned to the store, I saw the strange aunt from yesterday chatting with my mother and holding a pretty little girl. I felt a little guilty. It couldn't be that she made a fool of herself two days ago. She would be taking revenge on me now. The strange thing is that my aunt didn't seem to see me, and she was chatting lively with my mother. I sat on the bench and listened to their chat, and then I realized that they came to Wuhan to visit relatives and were living in the residential building behind us these days. Suddenly my aunt locked her eyes on me, as if she had just discovered that I was back. "Hey, this is your son. He's so handsome." My mother was very happy, pretending to be humble, and called me over and touched the back of my head. "What's so delicate about him? He's very bad, hahaha. He's so delicate just because he looks like me." The aunt also smiled and said, "What's wrong? She looks pretty good." After saying that, she pulled the little girl next to her and said, "Yaya, call me brother." I took a closer look at this little girl. She had braids, a floral skirt, white socks, and little red leather shoes. It is indeed different from our little girls with runny noses and slippers who dare to stand and pee with us. She called me "brother" in a childish voice, and hid behind her aunt, refusing to say anything more. I wanted to touch her hair, but I just came back from sanding and my hands were too dirty. I turned and ran. "Hey, my son is still shy, hahaha." I went to the back and washed my hands and wiped them clean. He ran back and took the little girl's hand to the counter. "Whatever you want to eat, I'll open it for you." The joyful laughter of our parents came from the store. "What's wrong with this? You look like a little grown-up." In the next few days, Auntie often brought Yaya over to play. They chat as adults. I just stole a handful of snacks in my pocket and took Yaya out to eat. "Guess what the flavor of today's lollipop is. If you guess it right, I'll give it to you." "Banana" "Yes, you guessed it right again, here it is." "Why am I always right?" "Because you are awesome" I didn't tell her that I had all the flavors of lollipops with me, so she had no chance of guessing wrong. A few days later, Yaya and I were building a castle with bricks. Auntie walked out of my shop and shouted from a distance: Yaya, let's go back to have lunch. Yaya was a little reluctant to leave, the castle was half full. I said it doesn't matter, we will pile it up next time. Auntie came over and asked me with a smile: Do you like Yaya? I stared at my toes and whispered, I like them. "But we leave the day after tomorrow, what should we do?" I looked at Yaya and then at Auntie, and suddenly I felt like crying, and my throat was so blocked that I couldn't say anything. Auntie squatted down and said to me: Let me tell you a secret. After hearing this, I shuddered and held back my tears. After pushing to the half-finished castle, he ran straight home. I never take a nap, so I lay down until it was time for dinner. I feebly asked my mother, who was dragging me out of bed to eat, to verify the authenticity of what my aunt said. My mother nodded, "Yes, yes, you never knew?" Only then did I burst into tears. "How many snacks did you eat from me? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" I just want to say to that aunt. Why are you dressing your son up like a little girl? ! ! Is there something wrong! ! ! ! ! ! I also gave him a nickname Yaya! ! ! ! ! Is that a nickname for boys? ! ! ! Looking back many years later, I realized that I might have invited revenge from my aunt.

Oh my god, the protagonist is a bit... Weak, no, yes, very weak, uh... Where is the promised boss? It's not like he's a big-brained guy with a strong mind, then... It's really hard to watch, being suppressed all the time

The writing style is pretty good. It's like a landscape painting. It has all the artistic conception. But it's really uncomfortable for the author to dot a few strokes with paint from time to time. It's really hard for readers to pick up money. It's so easy to read.

To be honest, I have read tens of millions of books on QQ, but there are only a few that I can read, not to mention the books that I really like. I have read many martial arts books, but I only like this book. My favorite among them is the bond between the protagonist and Hong Yi. I read them all last night. It was too late in the morning when I saw the author. The author said that this book may not be updated in the past, which feels a bit regretful. I am a student and have read a lot of novels. Many novels have too many chapters. I can't spend much money to read them, so I can only read the original version. Although I know that this is very sorry for the author's hard work of coding, but I can't help it. After reading it, I still care about it. Yesterday I saw the paid chapters and kept seeing updates. My more than 500 volumes are still useful. But I finished reading it all at once, and I still felt very unhappy when I saw that there was a high chance that I would not be able to read this book. I hadn't seen this guy named Du showing off his grand ambitions and pretending to be a slap in the face... What's more, I hadn't met Hong Yi again in the world, and he told me that this book might be gone. No, the author of this book said that it would be updated occasionally, but I didn't know how long it would take. All I can say is that if the author updates, I will definitely subscribe to the original version. Although I feel that it is useless for me to subscribe to the original version by myself, this is my respect for a book I like. But I also have a lot of volumes, dozens of volumes every day. If you can update and finish all my volumes, I may have to top up the money. Of course these are just things to say later. I saw a lot of shameless chapters in the book. It's really shameless, I'm so handsome and I haven't even said anything yet. But if you can update quickly, I would like to call you the most handsome.

There is no martial arts at chapter 50. It's all about ordinary gang fights. It looks useless. The protagonist either vomits blood or faints from anger. Is the main text abusive?

Why isn't it updated?

The woman Nangong is written so well, it becomes more and more awkward the more I read it, such a high-definition**? ? ? It makes me feel so bad, the most disgusting kind of person! Mmp grass