The Road to Shu Reappears

Borrow treasure land to promote books I wish you a happy Double Day and may you always be popular Tears fall on the inkstone and blood ink, and the brush strokes on the paper turn white and blue. Thousands of words melt away, and the bones on paper tell the world of mortals. New writers, please click, collect, and give me advice!

The writing is smooth and the idea is clever. A masterpiece from a visit from a skinny guy who loves to drink

Good book, already collected and followed, support for a long time

Can you stop vomiting blood and fainting every time and then be full of energy again?

It ends helplessly, wondering if he is dead or not. In fact, Lao Liu is also curious, haha...

Please read it and give me some guidance. Immediately, the door of the hall was slowly opened, and a pale yellow figure walked in, with light steps and a delicate fragrance. At this time, Lin Zhuo's eyes were even a little distracted. He couldn't even see the appearance of the person coming, and could only smell the faint fragrance. The woman in yellow moved her lotus steps gently, swaying like a weak willow in the wind, to Lin Zhuo, and stretched out her soft hands to gently support him. Unexpectedly, Lin Zhuo could not stand steadily for a moment and fell into the woman's arms. But the woman didn't feel dissatisfied. Instead, she walked over to him, letting Lin Zhuo lean on her more comfortably, and then slowly walked out with her support. With the warm-smelling nephrite at her side, Lin Zhuo felt that this woman's skin was as soft as gel and as soft as boneless, so uncomfortable. In addition, the fragrance filled her nostrils. Even though she was already drunk, she still felt that she was even more drunk. He couldn't help but completely relax his body and mind, and moved forward step by step with the woman's support. A cold wind blew outside, and Lin Zhuo felt even more dizzy and his consciousness became increasingly blurred. In a daze, it seemed as if I had entered a side room. The stove was burning brightly and the incense was burning thickly in this side room. The woman in yellow put Lin Zhuo gently on the bed, covered him with a quilt, then turned around and left.

Because this book may be finished, Lao Liu has no choice but to explain the plot here. Those holes that need to be filled in later, in the plot of Heaven, can only wait.

Lao Liu is deeply sorry. This book will be finished by the end of the month. Although Lao Liu didn't want to give up, the number of subscriptions was arranged like this, and Lao Liu had nothing to say. I still ask everyone to give me some support, whether it is a new book or an old book.

Is this transition taking too long?

Lao Liu asked for a genuine subscription, but the editor-in-chief said that if he didn't subscribe, he would have to stop updating the book. There are still more than four million words of stories that cannot be written. Therefore, Lao Liu implores the readers who are still watching to give a little support and subscribe to give Lao Liu a way to survive. After all, this is Lao Liu's first book, and I don't want it to end here. Please, everyone