Kamen Rider Sans

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The second middle sheep (CP of the protagonist) Lamb evolution: Final: About human form: Protagonist's power: About the protagonist's normal appearance: About the protagonist's fantasy form (changed): Bad drawing! Please imagine! 😥😥

I believe I can become a Bole. I think the author, writing style and plot of this book are pretty good. I wonder if I can go to Undertale to face Sans later

I had just come out of prison, and if I think about it carefully, the first half of my life was like a pool of muddy water. In 2001, at a bar, someone at the table opposite me whistled at her and started drinking with her. I drank too much, so I took out the dagger I brought with me and stabbed me. It lasted fifteen years. I remember that when I entered, the streets were full of people praying to Buddha, and the lonely sandbank was so cold. Fifteen years have passed, things have changed. She came to see me once last year and told me that she was getting married. I didn't tell her about the commutation of her sentence. After a brief chat, I turned around and left. In the past 15 years, I have farmed, raised pigs and made clothes, and my heart has long been calm. After I came out, I went to see her once downstairs. She was very happy, and I was also very happy. It was time for me to think about my life. I had a dream last night. It was 15 years ago. In the dream, there were familiar streets and familiar scenes, but I just couldn't find the familiar person. I woke up crying in the dream. I can't go back to the past. What's left now is just nostalgia. I'm over 30, and suddenly I feel confused. I often can't sleep at night. Sitting on the road, drinking alone, not knowing where to go? The night before her wedding, I drove 400 kilometers overnight and rushed to the downstairs of her house. I saw the word "happy" on her downstairs door, and the light in the room was still on. I didn't dare to disturb her. I took a few bottles of beer from the car and sat with her. Sitting on a park chair downstairs at home, I finished my wine and it was almost dawn. The whistle came from all the way. I knew that the car to pick her up was coming. Today she was going to be someone else's bride. Unfortunately, the groom was not me. She looked very beautiful today. I watched her get into the wedding car, the firecrackers went off and the car drove away. I still Following behind the motorcade, suddenly a text message came from her phone. It was from her. She said, "Don't give it away. I will marry you again in the next life. Forget me." In fact, she watched me drink from behind the curtain that night and cried late... That day, my heart hurt like countless needles. I cried and was very sad. I wish her happiness. Although the groom is not me, I have loved the bride... I have no regrets. Whether it is success or failure, it will be in vain, whether it is life or death. Life is only a hundred years old. Why should I be obsessed with a result? Looking back, the events of the year are still vivid in my mind. I have thought about this question for half my life and finally got the answer: next time it will be [doge][doge][doge][doge]​

Author, don't blame me for speaking straightforwardly. The recommendation votes are all virtual. The water at Qidian is very deep and you can't grasp it. Let alone you, the great authors of Qidian are all the same. You don't have that much energy and you don't have a professional team. Maybe this novel I read is good, but the other novels I read have flaws. Then you are sorry for the people who read your novel. Why should you vote? I ask you how much the recommendation vote is worth. I tell you the author: the recommendation vote is not worth a penny. Do you need recommendation votes? If you don't need recommendation votes, just write your own novel and be happy. This author is not a bad one, I have grown up watching him. [Doge]

[doge][doge]​

"Hey, this is for you. When you come back, you must marry me." She held the red bean in her hand and handed it to him He nodded, took the red bean and agreed That year, she was 10 years old and he was 12, but he was forced to leave She was thinking about him all the time, and she shed tears as she thought about it. It could be said that she was full of tears every day And he, who was focused on the world, missed her and just looked at Hongdou For him, she was at the age when she should get married. Ji, but refused again and again, and her mother and father became a little disgusted with her. Finally, he came back, and he became the groom, but the bride was not her. She asked: "Why?" He replied: "This Yi'er has been with me through the most difficult years." She said: "But you promised me!" He replied: "So, I will return the promise." After saying that, he threw away the red bean, "If I don't return it, Go, Yi'er will be sad, we don't want to see each other again." After saying that, she left. She picked up the red beans and shed tears. She looked at his back and said to herself: "Back then, I gave up my life for you; when I was young, I gave up my life for you. , For you, I didn't go to the place I dreamed of; for you, I sucked out your poison, and I fell asleep for a long time, but you didn't come to see me; for you, I blocked a sword for you, but you didn't care about me; for you, I paid a lot of money Much more... When you left, did you promise me that it would end like this? Didn't I accompany you and encourage you in your most difficult days? You know that I cried all day long just for you to marry me. Now, it's over like this? Didn't you say you loved me?" After saying that, she was unconscious and chuckled, "Let's end it like this, because I still love you, so I won't look for you anymore..." She took the red beans and walked away step by step. She may never know that he has no Yi'er, only a red bean named Yi'er. He has been ill for a while, and shed tears under the tree that she couldn't see. He murmured: "Fool, Yi'er is you. You can forget about me now and find a groom who can make you rely on happiness for the rest of your life." He also never knew that she recognized Yi'er engraved on the red bean. He also knew his physical condition, and his eyes showed tenderness, "You are so stupid, do you think I will give up like this? I will find you, and we will live well." Where he left the red beans, he planted them... From then on, a very beautiful woman appeared in the world, singing "Red beans grow in the south, and when spring comes, a few branches will grow..."

The author I thought😍 The actual author🙄

Good guy! I was immediately publicly executed!

I am a sniper. When I was performing a mission today, I crouched down against an American sniper. We both faced off quietly and no one dared to move. At this moment, I heard a rustling sound coming from behind the bunker on the opposite side. I knew that the old beauty couldn't wait any longer, so I set up my gun and fired. But I regretted it as soon as I took the shot. Because he had a Huawei P20 strapped to his helmet, I hit him impartially. The United States is indeed cunning and knows how to use Huawei to stop bullets. I hesitantly took out the Samsung S10 that had not been turned on. I lit a cigarette and thought for a long time before pressing the power button. The phone didn't explode, which made me sigh with relief. Then I silently took out my Xiaomi Mi 9. I often rely on it to keep warm at cold nights, and I took out an Apple XS from my backpack. This was something I captured on the battlefield, and it can be used now. There is only one opportunity that should not be missed. Put out the cigarette butts in your hand, and your heart will change. Success or failure depends on this move. I threw the Apple XS upwards violently, and then threw the Samsung S10 to the hiding place of the old American. I grabbed the Xiaomi Mi 9 with the other hand and made the call. There was a loud "boom", and I clearly felt my bunker tremble. I silently took out the last remaining cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath. I won. Just because the old American greedily glanced at the Apple XS through the scope, but did not snipe the Samsung S10 that could cost him his life. Tomorrow, who is my enemy and whether I can continue to live is still unknown. I made up my mind to apply for a Nokia when I went back. I also needed a handy melee weapon.

Haha, who the hell would wear a limiter? Do you? Ge Ye Hongtai: "Gan, I will!"

First update beast, please force me to evolve!!

Author, I won't read your novel again in the past few days (after all, pigs have to be fattened before they are killed 😁😁😁) When you have more chapters, I will come back. In addition, you have dubbed the first few sentences of the first chapter (although it is not very good 😭😭😭)

Dear writer, your new book is very good. I have joined the new book investment group. Please update~

Celebrate, he is the only one who has collected the works and experience of thousands of eunuchs. Now is the time for the author who is not likely to be able to comment on eunuchs.

I feel that the author has played with too many jokes, which makes people feel tired. I hope there will be less.

How should I put it? The author must be a newcomer. After reading a few chapters, I found that what attracted me was the name of this book. Reading this book always made me feel like I was reading a student composition. . I hope the author can work hard. There are still very few people writing about knights from the beginning.

For the second dimension, I recommend JOJO3

How to say, build driver.

The author, I came up from Station B to give you a public execution. I have to say, it is really delicious.

It's been so long, why haven't you signed a contract? Is it because you didn't come to the short-term station or something? I'm going to send the contract soon, brother.

Let me tell you a story One day "Boss, I want to buy paper shells." I walked into a grocery store and whispered to the counter secretly. The boss looked at the door and then locked the door and said, "Come in and talk." At this time, there were rapid footsteps at the door. "Shh, that sound doesn't sound right. Were there anyone following you when you came?" The boss said with a serious look on his face, "No, I didn't see anyone when I came..." Before he finished speaking, he heard knocks on the door. "I'll go take a look," the boss said, and then walked to the door and looked out through the peephole. "A woman", "Don't open the door, maybe it's a policeman. Come here, please be careful." At this time, a soft voice said: "Is there anyone at home? There is a glue stick at the door. Did you drop it?" I said, "No, maybe I was in a hurry and dropped it at the door." The boss glared at me and opened the door slightly: "Thank you, ma'am, I dropped it." After that, he closed the door. "You didn't cause any trouble to me."​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ Did not block the door and shouted: "Action!" I don't know how many heavily armed special operations team members appeared from all directions like ghosts. The leader suddenly kicked open the iron door, and the boss behind the door fell to the ground. He looked up and saw only a few black gun muzzles. He was so frightened that he couldn't breathe, and his whole body was shaking like chaff. Inside the door, the building owner had already been pinned to the ground by four or five people, his face was in close contact with the ground, and he was groaning in pain. The boss raised his hands, his round face turned red. He looked back at the host, then quickly turned back, "I... I...". The woman in red quickly walked into the room, and she had put on a pair of white gloves at some point. While directing the evidence collection, she stared at the drawings on the table and frowned, "I didn't expect there to be so many." She turned to the team member next to her, pointed at the landlord on the ground, and her tone was no longer as gentle as before: "Take him away!" "Wait a minute." A nervous and slightly shrill voice sounded in the room. When the policewoman looked back, she saw that the voice came from the boss who had just collapsed on the ground. The boss's face was red and he was gritting his teeth, as if he wanted to say something. The water droplets condensed from his forehead crossed his cheeks and gathered on his chin, and then fell to the ground with a clatter, forming a beautiful splash pattern, dyeing the originally red land black. The boss took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, as if he had made some decision, and a rich voice that was completely different from before came out of his mouth: "No matter what his business is, he is just a helper I found from nearby, and he doesn't know anything. These are all mine, just take me away." "Oh?" The woman looked at the landlord with doubtful eyes. The landlord immediately buried his head on the ground, not daring to meet the woman's eyes, and avoiding the boss's eager gaze on him. "Forget it, take him away!" The woman signaled to the team members who detained the poster to take the boss away. The poster was liberated, but he still buried his head on the ground and did not dare to move. When the poster raised his head, the boss had been escorted to the door, but his eyes were still focused on the poster. Gradually, the boss's gaze was blocked by the iron door. The poster stood up, patted the dust on his body, straightened his clothes, and then hid the team member ID card that almost fell out in the lining of his clothes. Then he motioned to the woman, "Let's go, let's go to the next store." The policewoman hesitated for a moment, then stared softly into the poster's eyes. He said in a voice: "Thank you for your hard work, captain." The poster waved his hand and replied: "Almost every day, for the safety of the country and the people, this is my duty." "No, that's it for today, just treat it as a temporary holiday." Looking at the comrades who accompany him every day, the poster couldn't help but feel soft and answered: "Okay."

Every now and then, an author comes to complain and I find it very funny.

There are too many narrations, and the author's occasional rants are very funny. The author feels like watching TV before and after the plot, but because the writing is not that good, it is very dramatic. Play memes in moderation. The plot advances too fast, and the background description of the characters is unclear, especially the protagonist's mother died because of the sky wall at the beginning, and later it was written that the father went to visit his mother. It is recommended to add more daily life, but do not complain, narrate, or describe meaningless daily life. The author must describe more about the daily life of people other than the protagonist. If everything is corrected, it will be a book worth reading. Come on! You can always trust Kamen Rider!