God of Destruction

Dusk, street, canteen. People, men, two men, one old and one young, standing across the counter. "Is it you?" "It's me." "You're coming." "I'm coming." "You shouldn't be coming." "I'm already here." "You're here after all." "I'm here after all." "Silence, a long silence. The two people, who looked like clay sculptures and wood carvings, faced each other, but the sunset became more and more slanted. "What are you doing here?" The old man finally broke the silence. "To make soy sauce. "It was crisp and clear, word for word, without any hesitation. The old man pondered for a while, and then said slowly: "How much does it cost per pound?" "One piece." Still crisp and clear, without a trace of hesitation. The man's expression changed and he said, "You know I never sell soy sauce here for one yuan per catty." I only want soy sauce for one yuan per catty. "Can you take it seriously?" ""Seriously!" The soy sauce seller stared at the man in front of him. He was very young, but no one would forget his eyes. They were as quiet as night and as deep as the sea. He knew that the young man in front of him was definitely not human, but he also knew that... He would never sell soy sauce for a pound. The surroundings were still so quiet, as quiet as death. The sunset was gradually setting. He looked at the sunset in the distance and felt unspeakable fear. He smiled bitterly: "Do you have to buy it for a pound? "-Definitely!" "What if I don't sell it to you?" "You can try it!" Silence, as silent as death. For a long time, he raised his eyes and looked at the young man, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I'll sell you a pound of soy sauce, but don't mention it to outsiders!" He took the soy sauce bottle and one dollar from the young man's hand. The bottle was cold, just like the old man's heart, but the coin was slightly hot, just like the young man's palm. After a while, the young man took the soy sauce bottle he handed back and walked towards the door. He won the battle, completely. A trace of pride flashed across the young man's face, but the soy sauce seller stopped him from behind: "Do you think you really beat me?" The young man's body was slightly shaken and he stopped walking. "Obviously, I have obtained soy sauce at such a low price. "Yes." "Then I have defeated you." "It's a pity that you missed a little bit." The young man suddenly turned around, the muscles on his face twitched slightly. He seemed to realize something, but it was already too late. The soy sauce seller only smiled softly and said: "My soy sauce is originally sold for 80 cents per catty.

The author has written clearly in all aspects. Don't write about the prehistoric world before he becomes a saint. There are many worlds in the world that are more powerful than the prehistoric world. For example, in Star Transformation, the protagonist can create the universe. There is that in the prehistoric world. Pangu has only opened up a world like the prehistoric world. I don't understand why many authors write about the prehistoric world as the strongest world in the world. There are some worlds that are as awesome as the prehistoric world. It's just that the world is different. The protagonist must at least transcend the avenue. Protagonist

As the eldest son of the family, the protagonist has an ancestor in the family, and the mother clan is also a supporter, but he still dares to fight with his stepmother. Even if he is cautious, if he finds the talisman that his stepmother went to the Lotus Temple to ask for, can he just tell the ancestors about it? If you insist on solving it yourself, and if you still can't beat it, then wear it, if it weren't for the fact that the protagonist wouldn't survive Chapter 2

Among the Four Famous Catchers, the protagonist and Wu Qing fell in love at first sight, and then they were like licking dogs. Once Wu Qing was involved, he would not care about his own interests and life, and even said Wu Qing was his forbidden zone. Haha😒, the style of painting changed too fast, it was poisonous, and he couldn't stand it, so he gave up.

Rubbish, rubbish, rubbish, rubbish, rubbish, rubbish, rubbish, rubbish, rubbish, rubbish, rubbish, rubbish

The author suppresses the protagonist in various ways and gives the protagonist reverse cheats, for fear that the protagonist will kill the real protagonist of Zhutian.

To be honest, it was pretty good at first! It gets more and more chaotic later on. The plot is about the return of all realms, but you don't seem to have a clear idea. It feels like a hodgepodge, with things here and there.

There seems to be a Western fantasy novel that starts like this. His father was a baron. It's the same with a younger brother and a stepmother. Help him. In the end he was almost beaten to death. Then the protagonist wakes up and travels through time. Then give him something like a peace charm. There are many runes on it. It's harmful if left in the room. Just changed it and moved it over. The author is great. Ha ha

What the hell are you writing about?

Your 729th chapter and his first one? ? ?