What About the End of the World as Promised?

I forgot where I read it. It seems that individualistic worship is not allowed in China, right? Ordinary people are fine, but how can soldiers have a personality cult? You can call you mighty, invincible, or awesome, but shouting long live is a bit too much, right? Also, wasn't it allowed to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China?

In fact, the book is not bad, except that random Japanese and Chinese homophones pop up from time to time! It's better to just use Chinese! Every time I have to guess what you want to say for a long time!

Although I haven't read it yet, just because of your name, I decided to give you five recommendation votes tomorrow. You have to work hard.

After reading almost two hundred chapters, I felt pretty good. The killing was decisive and not as painful as some Madonna novels.

Personally, I feel really good about it, it's a masterpiece in my mind!

The author's book Doomsday, I personally feel strongly that it is going to be popular, so Xuexuehuakai63 compiled a few jokes to advertise it and increase its popularity. And don't use cold dog food to shoot randomly. Tears and dog food will be mixed together. I use this too often and I am embarrassed. When you abuse the dog, you can just make up a different one or two-sentence joke to describe the sour and spicy taste of the dog food. For example, "Your dog food is crisp and refreshing, and extremely spicy and sour. When you are soaking in the pig cage, I will light up the firecrackers to cheer you up." "I have two taels of chicken skin and gada-flavored dog food, and I don't know whether to reward them or not." "We are both single dogs, why bother with a mouthful of hair."

Is the author planning to write all the subjects in one book, including science fiction, martial arts, immortality, fantasy, magic, apocalyptic romance, war, etc.? Author, do your family members know how awesome you are?

Did you fall asleep after watching it?2?3(?0?7Ω?0?7)?2?3

It is said that an emperor was worried about the selection of the crown prince. One night, he dreamed that the god said that the crown prince was born in Qitian Dafu's family. She appeared riding a dragon and holding a phoenix, and the sky was filled with flowers and rain. She was also born with a golden bowl. The emperor asked a minister to find her. The minister was very worried. It was too difficult to find the conditions. After searching for a long time, they finally found a small village. This village specializes in making tofu and nourishes the daughters to be beautiful, but none of them met the conditions. When the minister was about to give up, he found that there was one more person on the list who would come, and then he asked the people below him. The village chief said that the remaining person was a fool from the "Qitian Dafu" family, with a scar on his head, so he didn't come. When the minister heard about "Qitian Dafu"'s house, he rushed to see it. It turned out that it was a mistake in the dialect and accent. It was not "Dafu" but "tofu". The daughter of this family is indeed a fool, with wrinkled skin and a scar on her head, chasing a big rooster. I caught up with him and held her in my arms, riding on the ridge of the field, smiling silly, when the wind blew a shower of flowers falling from the trees. The minister's heart moved, this is not "riding on a ridge to embrace the phoenix", there is Huayu, "Qitian Dafu" family, the only thing missing is the golden bowl. When I went to the girl's house and asked, there was no golden bowl. How could she get the golden bowl if she was so poor? The ministers couldn't take care of that much anymore. She was the only one left in the country. She was short of a golden bowl and she should be fine, so she put her in a sedan chair and went to the palace in a phoenix crown and harem. The bride was very hot in the sedan all the way, and her body felt itchy, so she scratched it everywhere. As a result, the old wrinkled and dark skin fell off, and the new skin was as white and tender as a baby's. He stretched out his hand to scratch his head again, and scratched off the entire scar on his head, revealing his long black and smooth hair. The scar actually turned into a golden bowl in his hand. At this time, the sedan chair reached the bridge, and the bearer staggered. The bride fell out of the sedan chair and rolled to the bottom of the bridge, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The ministers and attendants were frightened. Unexpectedly, the bride got up on her own, walked over, and saluted the ministers with a golden bowl in her arms. It turns out that that fall was the result of all the painstaking efforts brought in the mother's womb, and made a fool smart. So the emperor and the prince were very satisfied, and the ministers also went smoothly.

It's so troublesome. You put your hand on the wound of the pig's trotter. If you want me, slap the pig's trotter away with your backhand. You bastard, take advantage of me. Hum, I'm the man you can't have. Throw this woman away somewhere and never see her again. Maybe the compatriots can't stand it at first, so there's no need to carry her with her later.