
The Druid Who Knows Martial Arts
会武功的德鲁伊
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 1.3M Words
- Genre
- Eastern Fantasy
- Subgenre
- Otherworld Continent
- Updated
- 18y ago
- English
- Request a translation
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The kind of thing you wouldn't want to read after just one synopsis.
It's an old book. I suddenly remembered it and came to take a look... This is a physical copy I read in junior high. I remember still studying it before the biology and geography exams, and my dad caught me, haha. Luckily, I still got A's in both. Nostalgia, time flies so fast.
It's almost 2025, and they're recommending books from 2007 to me.
This is the first physical book I've ever read.
This is the first novel I've ever read, and it's a physical book.
Having witnessed the coldness and warmth of the world, and having had true feelings betrayed, I've traveled all over the country without ever stopping.
I suddenly remembered this novel I read in junior high school and decided to come back and take a look.
The first physical novel I read in junior high school
Perhaps this is how the world is, and I'm still on my journey, with no one to confide in. Perhaps I can only remain silent.
I will stop thinking about you, stop loving you. Let time quietly fly by, erasing our memories. I will never mention your name again.