This is a piece of idle and painful pseudo-rebirth article
No ideals, no morals, no limits
The nine heavens are densely covered with mysterious thunder and the wind and rain are swaying
And if the following three views are not correct, be cautious about joining the party.
Let's start with the extremely useless copywriting [tea]:
It is said that this is actually a tragedy in which a group of gods were forced to fall to heaven in Tai Chi Penglai.
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Finished? ? ? CrowdOpen the table
Okay, let's lay some eggs and let's re-introduce the copy [Shake the Fan]
There are three key points in this story [Pushing Glasses]
Firstly, this article is full of scum and bitch, from official concubine to cannon fodder.
Secondly, this article adheres to Mr. Zhou's usual style of sadomasochism and love.
In other words, Zhou Zhouye never wrote a long novel, so the ending must be a happy one.
[If you accept the above three parties, please come here as soon as possible to get a spicy cucumber. Come early, come early, come late. Thank you for your cooperation.]
The following is the copy pieced together by useless Zhou, who spent four hours digging at his feet.
If there are any similarities, it is purely for fun. If you are struck by lightning, please rescue yourself.
Then I have no choice but to know that copywriting is all just floating clouds. Floating clouds [Tea]
{Incisive copywriting}
A group of gods in the sky came to kowtow
A group of people were fighting and killing each other underground.
Once upon a time, there was a prince who failed in his attempt to force him into the palace and was exiled in misery
For four years, he transformed into a madam and painted the walls with excrement in order to kill him.
Unexpectedly, he was robbed halfway and was poked like a hedgehog.
Then a huge beam of light struck down the obscene god and descended from the sky
Unfortunately, he hit the ground head first
Bloody amnesia and rebirth
Subversion starts from here...
[I wrote it in such a long-winded way, but I don't know if there is a dividing line that someone would just give up on.]
I rarely write about Eastern myths, but I read a lot. However, every time I pick up my pen, I always feel a turbid air flowing in my stomach. I put down my pen and go straight to the toilet. My inspiration is as comfortable as having diarrhea, so this article was born. Those who like seriousness or those who want to be relaxed can fall into my arms. Although some scenes are a bit spoofed, and although I can't stop the slutty face of a scumbag, I am still shamelessly soliciting customers here. It's really not easy to write two words. If you look happy, just add it to your collection?