Dreaming Through the Immortal Martial World

To be honest, I couldn't stand this book when I read The Emperor. It was like there was an extra bit of soy sauce in the original book.

As a big scumbag, I hate not to deal with it. . .

Is the protagonist a dog licker? I read 40 pictures and inexplicably treated Shi Feixuan and Shi Qingxuan well. You also know that Shi Feixuan is an enemy. No matter what she does, Shi Qingxuan is a bit licking when he meets her and helps her for a song. This is too inexplicable. Shang Xiuxun said that he had nothing to do with it and had never seen her before, but he ended up getting angry. It was simply outrageous. So far, I have been saying that it doesn't matter if I don't care about this or that, but in the end I still licked it for no reason.

Hey, author, I have a question. The Baicao Celestial Silkworm Transformation Magic Skill practiced by your protagonist can only heal others. Even if it hits others, it will still have a healing effect, right? If you draw a bow and shoot an arrow, and use your strength to shoot through other people's brains, how can you become unable to heal other people's brains? If you cut off someone's head with a knife, does it mean that another one will grow on their neck?

A forced game. The so-called gods directly lower the lower limit of this book. It is the lower limit. Even a god will blow you away. What will you do if you meet some powerful people in the future? How will you treat them when you meet a big boss? In the eyes of gods, you are naked, but in the eyes of powerful bosses,

Has the author ever watched Pili? He can't even pretend to be cool. Pili can be weak but he has to be strong.

Hurry, hurry, the author is running in a hurry in the woods, trying to update in the background. Suddenly I saw a flash of sword light, which was so fast that I couldn't blink. Another glance showed the author being tortured again. He was like a tree falling to the ground, and his life was like a candle in the wind. Only the remaining blood fell to the ground, and the autumn wind blew the dust, leaving only silence, as if he was laughing at the rolling world of mortals.

Who wrote the swansong of the historian, the rhymeless Li Sao? It's Sima Qian, the eunuch! It's an eunuch! Who improved papermaking and inherited human civilization? It's Cai Lun, the eunuch! It's an eunuch! Who stayed at the border and settled far away to quell the barbarians in the southwest for the Tang Dynasty? It's Yang Sixu, a eunuch, an eunuch! Who was in charge of state affairs and saved the Tang Dynasty from falling? It's Yu Chaoen, a eunuch, and an eunuch! Who expanded the border to the northwest and took control of Youyan? It's Tong Guan, it's a eunuch, it's an eunuch! Who sets sail and spreads his country's prestige thousands of miles away? It's Zheng He, the eunuch! It's an eunuch! Who covers the sky with one hand and suppresses the Donglin Party, which brings disaster to the country and the people? It's Wei Zhongxian, the eunuch! It's an eunuch! Who writes novels one after another without updating them? It's the author, it's the eunuch! It's an eunuch!

The fighting skills of Qi Zong and Five-Dimensional Heavenly Lord described in this book are not as high as those of Killing the Lord God.

After reading it, I have a question, where did 433 go?