Making Huilu

As time passes by, any system will become rigid. The end of gentleness will be long, Prolongation is the most time-consuming and heart-consuming, Those who are not strong will eventually bow. What does not boil will eventually become peaceful. If change is a historical necessity, would Shen Sheng and Xu Sheng still exist without Chen Sheng? People say, The wind of next spring is kind, I will turn into a fire and burn everything I have. ——Chen Sheng The protagonist of this article is a bit extreme. He believes that only the most drastic changes can usher in new life. He may instigate conflicts, but don't worry, he will not actively harm others. The conflicts are centered on himself. The protagonist's three views do not represent the author's three views. When the system becomes rigid and rotten, whether to adopt a gentle method or a drastic method depends on the specific situation. The following is a non-serious introduction: Chen Sheng lost his memory and lived on the street. He actually carried a mysterious waistband with the word "Chen" engraved on him. I must be the chosen heir of some great force who is living abroad, but I was killed by a traitor... Every time he thinks about this place, Chen Sheng always feels pain in his heart, and he can't control his sadness. I can only stand up and slap the table to express my sorrow. "Uh,... Not actually." Chen silently put his legs down from the table and said, "Hahaha, the weather is nice today..." They were just two lost hands, not knowing where to put them. I don't know since when, some vague memories always flashed through Chen Sheng's mind, including giant steel beasts, skyscrapers, and magical lights. They were all very strange and bizarre, as if they came from an alien continent. Chen Sheng held down the quietly squirming hand, Mo Yue, I am a soul from another world, unique and unique in the world. "Ah - the way of heaven is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs. We..." "Ahem..., Maybe you are thinking too much." Chen Sheng slipped off the table in a hurry. "So... Well... I'm..." Chen blinked twice and gave a certain editor a look. "Beggar" "Don't make an appointment for thirty years to the east of Hedong, and thirty years to the west of Hexi. Don't bully the young man - ouch" Chen hugged the dirty hand that had been swept off a certain editor's shoulder and couldn't help crying out in pain. "Hey! Wait a minute, Bianbian, don't leave. At least that can give me enough to eat." With two bangs, Chen Sheng's handsome face was crushed into a dough by the suddenly closed door. Even so, he still stubbornly had a handsome face with a nosebleed, and quickly caught up with a certain editor. "Wait a minute - do I have a hidden identity?" "Yeah, indeed" "Ah hahaha, I know, I..." "Servant" "Huh?" Before Chen Sheng could take off, his left foot tripped over his right foot and got chewed up in mud. "No, editor, are you really okay with this? The following is the text text: There is such a person, he is a certain senior brother of a certain sect and a certain mountain with high moral character. He has a very good appearance, and his lips are thin but not cool. The eyebrows are like willows but do not occupy ordinary water. When he is not smiling, he is like a fairy who is compassionate and compassionate. If you smile, you will be the young master in Jinyu Mountain, very elegant. The sword picked up the frost and snow, thousands of layers of icebergs were broken, and the breeze blew through the mountains for eight hundred miles. Ask heaven and earth, what virtue is there to be worthy of this king? Only Tianmen is covered with snow and Kunshan is filled with beautiful jade. Of course, this is not the protagonist. There is also such a person, he has a deep blood feud, a mixed blood of three races, endures humiliation and bears the burden, and goes dormant. Him. A once-in-a-thousand-year-old genius who cultivates both spirits and demons, he even had to take some time to play with demonic energy. The scarlet eyes are thin and condensed, filled with flaring blood. He has thousands of faces No one can see through his heart behind the mask. Of course this is not pig's feet. So the protagonist is... "Xiao Er" "Ah——" Purpose: Love peace