Border Warriors: Start by Passing on the Family Line!

Stunning beauty in the world, fairies in the sky build a fairyland

Please don't look at this mess. There is no ending.

Not updated. Don't write any further.

Alas, it seems that the author also thinks that the protagonist in the book pokes every woman several times. Is it too much? So I cut off the lower part, and there was no more lower part.

What's going on these days? ! Waiting to read a book

I have read a few novels and it turns out that you are actually quite good at writing about temples, rivers and lakes, military affairs, business, human nature, etc. Don't be discouraged, keep working hard, and see you in the rivers and lakes.

I just gave you a red envelope and you stopped updating. I wonder if you can call the police because you encountered a scam?

Is it time travel by modern people or Wei Zhongxian? The writing is confusing.

The story about my cousin is the news in the past two days, and it is indeed made up now. But please, don't write the protagonist into a story where a woman has an affair. It's too dirty. Even I, a man, can't accept such a plot.

Thanks to book friends 59038939 and Ye Lin 168 for their monthly ticket support. Dear brothers, I am really helpless about many things. Writing a book is very commercial. Once the results are not good, I will be cut off from the top. Before it is tested by the market, no one can guarantee what will happen. Just go back to that sentence, the market is always right. And me personally, for various reasons, my logic. . . Maybe only a thirty-year-old person can understand it, or even, a thirty-year-old person with a high level of understanding can understand it. As a result, it is not very consistent with the market. Anyway. The current trend is just like the recently popular "my forty-nine-year-old cousin". Victory, prince, look far ahead. Lose, trash, so ambitious. But everyone has to understand one thing: success itself is a small probability event. Young people will always grow up, and they will be like us, standing by the river, sighing, why didn't I understand this ten or twenty years ago?