Lord of the Mysteries: Amazing! I’m Slowly Starting to Understand Everything

Since you want to write this kind of book, just write it. Anyway, I don't care. Hehehe, it's so sweet, so sweet. Hehehe, it's too sweet.

Hey, let's get a knife Nine reincarnations (pseudo) (The hour has ended.) (Start booting) (This is the eighth life, you only have one hour.) One hundred years after the end of the Demon God War, there is still one day left before Inazuma's grandest festival, the Eisai Festival. Daozuma City is decorated with lights and colorful decorations everywhere, and people's faces are filled with happy smiles. In front of Xiu Yuan's tomb, Ying, Zhen and Fox Gongzhai meet again. Before every Rongcai Festival, they have to commemorate Xiuyuan. After all, it is not appropriate to celebrate the festival and the death anniversary together... "This is the eighth life. One hour is really not enough..." A voice sounded in front of the tomb. "Where is here?" Xiuyuan looked around and finally noticed the people around him "Ying, do you think Xiuyuan will celebrate the Rongcai Festival with us?" "No, after all, he has already..." When everyone was silent, a voice sounded "Sorry, I'm late." "Shadow, I think I heard someone talking." "How is it possible? There are only five of us here. Did you... Hear it wrong..." Standing in front of the tomb, Zhen Zhen seemed to see something next to everyone, so he slowly said, "Xiu Yuan, are you here?" Everyone looked a little confused. At this time, Hu Gongzhai said, "Really, did you also... See it?" "What are you two talking about? What can't you see?" "It's nothing, I must have seen it wrong." "How is it possible? How can you two demon gods be dazzled?" Xiu Yuan looked at the people fighting in front of him and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. Night came soon and everyone dispersed. Xiuyuan followed Ying to the top of Yingxiang Mountain. Looking at the night in front of him, Ying slowly said, "Xiuyuan, do you know? I am really sorry for you. Even if I had been more decisive at that time, you would not have died. Will you... Will blame me?" "How could I blame you? You did the right thing. You can't put rice wives to death because you are their god." At this moment, Xiu Yuan's figure seemed to appear in front of Ying's eyes, and Ying hugged him. "Xiuyuan, can you please stop leaving me? I miss you so much." "Sorry, I might have to miss my appointment..." (The hour has ended) (start booting) (This life is the third life) (wish you good luck) "What do you mean, tell me, wish me good luck! Where is the ninth life, tell me!" Xiuyuan roared (System... Error... Ninth Generation... Start... Re...)

Five-star support from old fans

Fan Shao's new book, I have to support it

Hey, hey, here I am again, looking at the new book needle on the rice spoon.

I'm from the Nine Worlds of Reincarnation. I like your books very much and I'm here to cheer you up, but this one doesn't quite suit my taste. Of course, this does not mean that your writing is not good, so please forgive me!

Although, have you forgotten this book? Haven't updated for a long time

Has this book been sealed? Review what are you doing? I'm really crazy. It's not easy to find a book I want to read. I'm really *%#&%#

The author's writing is still very good, and the idea of ​​the land seeker at the beginning is very good, but this kind of writing... To be honest, it may not be suitable here (personally). Come on, I might be slapped in the face one day [laughing]

Hehe, even though it was reincarnated in the ninth life, this book is really to my liking! When the protagonist self-mutilates and takes damage, I feel like I have phantom pain. I was really scared. Originally, I didn't feel much after such death. After all, the ten hours of knife work in the previous nine lives were not in vain, but looking back later, I really cried. The descriptions of those monsters were so uninspiring that they made me sleepless for two nights. [I just love to read and watch] Especially the bishop of the Forbidden Eye Cult, it scared me to death [crying] [crying]