Douluo Dalu: My Martial Soul Is a Giant Panda, Never a Slave

Brother, you are flying too fast, there will definitely be nothing to write about later, and now you are on the verge of collapse 😂

The beast spirit that cannot be possessed feels a bit rubbish. Because the power lies in Wuhun. The soul master himself lacks offensive and defensive capabilities

I rewrote a new book with a different protagonist, and the original title remained the same all day long, but it was not too long-winded. If it doesn't work, then don't write it. If people want to read the original work, why waste their time watching you write this. Since everyone is here to see you write this, it's disgusting that you still work on the original work all day long and bring it up.

The second setting is too much. Your protagonist's out-of-body martial soul eats fairy grass to get a soul ring. You can have Dugu Yan eat a bloody swan and kiss a soul ring. It's so easy. Why didn't Tang San eat it? The Shrek Seven Monsters didn't even gather a soul ring after eating fairy grass.

You're a eunuch, it's worse than what I wrote.

To be honest, I wanted to quit after seeing the first ring of the millennium. Why can't people nowadays use some brains when writing novels? Be realistic. Don't treat the audience as children or fools.

This is the fucking end of the update. How do I count the money I paid for it earlier?

It's too high school, let's show it to primary school students, 88

My suggestion is that it is better to write a fanfic about unscientific beast control 🙂