The Laziest Sage of the Primordial World
洪荒之最懒圣人
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Chapter 50: "Even some big trees that could hold two people together were broken in half." Your words let me know how terrifying it is for Quasi-Sage,
Protagonist: My wife has been raped? What does it have to do with me? Being straddled on your head and causing diarrhea? What does it have to do with me? Too lazy to move. If you are being wheeled, you will be wheeled, and if you are being ridden, you will be ridden! What does it have to do with me?
Chaos has not yet emerged, where does the innateness come from?! Shrimp bullshit
After seeing the title and introduction of the book, I was so inspired by the author that I didn't even bother to read the book. Oops... I almost didn't even bother to type.
After reading the introduction, I want to say: What! What does it have to do with collecting, commenting, and subscribing to flowers?
No reward for reading? What does it have to do with me...
What are you writing? You want to poison people, so hurry up and become eunuchs.
Marrying Nuwa means marrying your mother, right? Nuwa is the Holy Mother of the human race! It's so perverted, so incestuous
Commit suicide immediately after time travel! You still have to breathe when you're alive, and you still have to turn over when you sleep. How wonderful it is to be a ghost!
Why don't you just bother to write?