Investiture of the Gods: My Narration Has Driven the Sages Crazy

I feel that the men in this world are crying every day for being short and helpless late at night, and I can't bear it, so I give you this opportunity.

I don't want to go to Chaoge. These time-travelers don't save me, and they want to send me to King Zhou to sleep. I am just a little mortal. Not only was my body taken away by a nine-tailed fox on the way to Chaoge, but I also bear the eternal crime of causing harm to the country and the people. Who knows my grievances? Now even the narrator wants to send me to sleep with King Zhou, woo woo!

Can Nuwa defeat two saints?

The narrator just does what the narrator does, why does he do so many things?

How could we let such a rebellious guy as Bigan go? This Bigan is simply a businessman. Author, have you forgotten this rebel?

. . . Ahead is the wilderness. . . Then the rest of it feels like a very serious kind of romance of the gods. . .

The narrators all have their own ideas, just like a retarded person. Everyone knows there is someone behind the scenes. What the hell, he's really retarded.

To be honest, after reading the introduction, I thought it was a very interesting book, but the content turned out to be quite disappointing. It was not very interesting and had no explosive points.

In the previous article, Yang Jian introduced how he became a disciple of Kong Xuan and discovered the secret of Yuding's apprenticeship. Later, he wrote about how he became a disciple of Yuding… very speechless.

Human narration has a purpose! Such a great effect is applied to foreign objects