The Immortal Lord of the Deep Sea

There are thousands of people with different faces. Of course, some people like it, and of course there are people who don't like it. It's not easy for the author to write a book, so please be merciful and gentle!

😎👣The Emperor Zun arrived and left a footprint. The subject matter of this book is good. 👍Although the author's writing style has shortcomings, it is still very exciting and beautiful. It is worth reading and collecting, and it is worth owning. 🤓The author will continue to encourage you. Keep up the hard work and look forward to watching the exciting chapters in the future. We can only stop here at this time. There will be a new chapter in the future to fight again and conquer this place. 😜Emperor is gone... ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

This is the Eternal God Emperor Zhang Ruochen.

It can be very interesting, but it is too short and not enough to read. I hope the author will be crazy about it.

What's going on with this protagonist? He gives treasures to everyone he meets. Is the protagonist even better than Hongyun?

Does the author have a female protagonist?

Not bad, keep up the good work

It's okay. Please support me.

Personally, I think the author's understanding of Honghuang is very good, but everyone should also know that Honghuang is actually a novel. It is a synthesis of the most widely circulated stories in China's messy folk tales into the Honghuang system.

It's okay, I don't see it very clearly.

Good. . . Very beautiful

Not bad, but almost boring

# Poetry drunken floating life# original work # # autumn # Feathers turn into butterflies, rain turns into rainbows, half a step in the breeze, I fall in love with hibiscus. Only when I returned did I know the charm of my hometown. When I was riding in a boat, I encountered a strong wind. After several separations, my heart is bitter, and a pot of turbid wine will make the fisherman drunk, Jiang Lang had many regrets in his life, and every stroke of his stroke made his life brighter. I ask you why the spring breeze is so beautiful, in the drizzle drop by drop, The camouflage phoenix once again took flight, and every scene was empty. The Cowherd stalks the stars chasing the Weaver Girl, and there is heavy fog on both sides of the Milky Way. With the spring and Autumn period, I understand the great righteousness. When I sit in the high hall, I meet with a smile. Every plant, every tree, every infatuation, every smile and tears, The bamboo has no intention but is still high in knots, and the stone has its natural rhyme. Life goes by normally, one sad, one happy, one prosperous.

Well written, I'm following it now

Author, good job, come on