
Honghuang: I Turn Down Nuwa's Marriage Proposal
洪荒:从拒绝女娲求婚开始
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 192k Words
- Genre
- Eastern Fantasy
- Subgenre
- Fantasy High-Concept
- Updated
- 5y ago
- Source
- Fanqie
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90Chapters
174Reads
5.9Score
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326.9kReads · all time
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I am Nan Ju, the author of this book. I am new here. Please give me some advice. I beg you to read this book if you think it is good. Can I give it a five-star rating? Wouldn't it be better if you gave me a reminder? I beg you to give me five stars, and I beg you to urge me to update it. Also, everyone is welcome to discuss in the discussion area. Please support me, thank you all! ! Your support is Nanju's motivation! ! The more comments, the more reminders. The more five stars you click on. The author works harder to update.
That year, I was 9 years old and she was 11 years old. I told her that I would marry her in the future, and she replied naughtily: Okay! That year, I was 12 years old and she was 14 years old. She was a head taller than me. I raised my head and told her that I liked her. She listened blankly and said nothing, then turned her head and stopped looking at me. That year, I was 18 years old and she was 20 years old. I was already in I have been carrying cement at the construction site for a year, and she is still studying in a key university. I can no longer say that I like her, because I feel that I am not worthy of her at all. I keep what I want to say to her to myself, and I will say it all when I am worthy of her. The Ministry told her that in the next four years, I never had the chance to see her again. I heard that she had already worked. What I was more concerned about was whether she was a wife and a mother. My career was gradually getting on the right track. I was also a small contractor, contracting some construction sites, and I was no longer embarrassed by money. When I saw her again, it was in Dongguan, in a dim room, just the two of us. After a long silence, she spoke: Eight hundred, seeing that you are an acquaintance, I will charge you five hundred. I tried my best not to tremble anymore and said, "Come with me." Her eyes glazed over for a moment, then flickered, and then extinguished like a fire, she said, "I'm not worthy of you, I'm just a lady, I still have guests, nothing happens, I'll leave first." She left in a hurry. Later, I saw her on TV. She was being held by two policemen, with a look of horror and distress on her face. The TV didn't even cover her face, letting her dangle in front of me, letting her bump, bump, and shatter in my heart. The last time I saw her, she came to me. She was on the roof, and I looked up at her from downstairs. I just looked at her for a long time, and he left without leaving a word. The next news about her was a year later, when her mother called me, saying that she was ill and could not be treated, and that she wanted to see me one last time. I can't accept it. Anyway, I feel very depressed. When I arrived at the hospital, I looked at her pale face in front of her bed, looking much thinner than before. I smiled at her, I don't know how ugly that smile was, and she smiled at me as innocently as she did when she was seven years old. She raised her hand, and I hurried over to hold her hand. The tears couldn't help but fall down. She opened her mouth and said in very soft words: You know... You know... I burst into tears at this time, and immediately continued: I know, I know your heart, and my heart is also the same. It hasn't changed, I won't dislike you, we... She suddenly shook her head in excitement, interrupted me, and only heard her weak voice say: No... I want to... Ask you... Update... Hurry up... Okay?
I like this book very much. It starts with a battle. Sooner or later, I will compete with the old man Hongyun. I give you five little stars ᕙ(`▿´)ᕗ
The author writes very well, but there are only three innate treasures in the ancient world, namely the Chaos Bell, the Pangu Flag, and the Tai Chi Diagram. The Green Lotus Sword is not an innate treasure.
Come on, keep it up, it's just not enough!
This book is very interesting and exciting, but there are too few flaws. Please keep updating the book.
The reincarnation of cause and effect is infinite, good and evil are only in a thought
Not bad, very pretty. It's half a prehistoric novel, so I won't name it. I wanted to fuck Hongjun but didn't, and the content was inconsistent. I originally wanted to give it one star, but I thought it was not easy for the author to write. I didn't write a book review. This book is pretty good, I recommend it. Come on!
It's okay, just a little bit less
This subject matter is good, I look forward to the protagonist beating Hongjun to death