Throne of Heaven

When I came into contact with such a novel, my inner joy was quite obvious, because this novel is really heart-warming, the plot setting is really clever, and the writing style is so admirable.

It looks good, it looks good, no matter what, I just like to watch it. I don't have any requirements, as long as it looks good. Don't blame me for being short of words. I can't think of any words to describe such a masterpiece. My first reaction is that it looks good, hehe.

Am I the only one who thinks that the introduction reminds me of the Ancient God King?

Nausea. . . .

I really like the author's book. Every word and line is so beautiful. The plot setting is so clever and the chapters are so compact. The author is great.

Feiliu City is a remote small town in the Yin Kingdom. Not only is it remote, the terrain is also very low-lying. Warriors gain strength by absorbing the power of stars above the nine heavens and become stronger through practice. The lower the terrain, the less likely it is to absorb the power of the stars. Therefore, the strength of Feiliu City is considered inferior among the Yin Kingdom, one of the five major countries in Middle-earth. In the season when the grass grows and the orioles fly, the people in Feiliu City have no time to appreciate the spring scenery in early spring. At this moment, they are all gathered in the square in the center of the city. They are all surrounding the outside, several times inside and outside, craning their necks to look at the scene inside, as if something big is happening inside. A high platform was built in the center of the central square. Two rows of boys and girls stood under the high platform, with excitement and nervousness on their faces. Another high platform was built not far from this high platform, with seven or eight people sitting on it. All of these people were sitting upright and with extraordinary momentum. Most of them cast their eyes on the young people who were eager to try and were full of excitement. However, Xia Zhan only looked at one of the young people who was on the fringe and extremely inconspicuous with some worry. The young man sighed slightly. This young man was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a delicate face. Although he looked young and his face was still a little immature, he had a maturity and stability that was hard to match for his peers. Although there was no expression on his face, his eyes were extremely clear, like spring water in the mountains that had been washed by heavy rain but was still crystal clear.

Yes, evil!

"Old man, I told you, if you don't have Yuanli, you have nothing, how can it work?" Xia Bai decided to play dumb. "Impossible!" Mr. Mo slowly walked towards him and said word by word, with a very firm tone, "Yuanli is born from a person, there is no way you don't even have Yuanli!" "Father, this old man has gone too far. He actually forced Brother Bai to awaken. Isn't this embarrassing him in public?" Liu Ru looked at the aggressive Mr. Mo on the stage with some dissatisfaction. "Ru'er, don't talk nonsense. You can't talk about Mr. Mo behind his back." Liu Yuanfeng was startled and quickly reminded him, "Mr. Mo has his own reasons for doing this." Liu Ru stopped talking, but her face still showed dissatisfaction. "If I say no, then I won't." Xia Bai saw that the old man's eyes were so deep that he didn't dare to look directly at him, so he quickly lowered his head and wanted to step off the stage, but he found that he couldn't move, and a breath tightly restrained him. "Hmph, you still want to run in front of me?" Mr. Mo snorted softly, "If you don't use your Yuanli today, I will never end it with you!" He obviously also got into trouble with Xia Bai. However, even if Xia Bai faced such a situation, he still did not resist at all. He looked as if he wanted to kill or behead him, which made Mr. Mo feel very angry. Seeing that Mr. Mo actually attacked Xia Bai, Xia Zhan in the stands became a little anxious. He couldn't care about anything else at the moment. He quickly jumped a few steps forward. With a tap of his toes, he jumped to the high platform in front. He was a few dozen meters away in the blink of an eye. At the same time, a A strong wave of energy came out from his body, and a lion shadow with fiery red hair appeared above his head. It was the fire dragon lion, a spiritual beast from the fourth heaven. It roared continuously, and there was a blazing fire light emitting from the shadow.

Make a splash, lower your head and walk away

This book is written in a high-end and classy style, low-key, luxurious and connotative.