Due to my studies, I had no choice but to turn on my phone and code this article.

December is very near, and many tests are waiting for me to take the exam, as well as final exams, club activities, etc. Many things are coming like a tide. Yes, the male protagonist in my novel has many things that have not been completed yet, and I am the same in reality.

Well, like many beloved readers, the humble author is still a hard-earned student, but with a dream of martial arts, he came to the impossible world and uploaded his first chapter. It has been eight months since then. Before that, I kept updating almost every day so that readers could see it every day and cherish this hard-earned fate. However, hobbies are incompatible with the reality of sprinting, and it is time to pause.

The protagonist in the article is about to go to the imperial capital Luoyang, and many stories will revolve around the court and the rivers and lakes. Fellowship is about to break out and chaos is finally over. How can they gain a foothold in this torrent?

"He is here." Emperor Jingyang, wearing a dragon robe, sat at the highest point of Yinglong Platform, looking down.

"My brother I have never met in my life, His Highness, King Anlan."

"King Anlan is a king and a prince. If the prince and a prince enter the capital, how can he not face the saint?"

"No need to meet." Ling Jianqiu refused coldly, "I came here this time just to get a debt and get back what should belong to me."

"This is what Liang Yang owes me."

"Those who know the leaks in the house are at the bottom, and those who know political affairs are in the grass. It's time to go back." Ling Pengyue opened the door of the pavilion, and the blazing light outside made his eyes hurt.

The light source is not the sun, but the light refracted on the armor.

"Let's go, I'll take you home." Yan Yuanjie, wearing silver armor, said proudly.

"Under this torrent of open and secret struggles, let alone the people of the rogue, the rest are all ants. The emperor is no exception." A middle-aged man slowly walked out of the darkness and looked at his appearance, which was almost similar to the old man next to the chessboard.

"Dong'er." The old man called softly.

Mo Wendong sat down opposite the old man and then said in a deep voice.

"Please make a move, father."

There is a lonely person living in everyone's heart.

This person is himself.

"But is this person good or evil?" The man in black-clothed and scholar-like face looked at the silver moon in the sky, and the silver crossbow in his hand shone brightly under the moonlight.

"And the only one who can accompany me is myself." Gu Jingyao's face was covered in blood, and he looked at Lan Chuyi in front of him coldly, holding a child in her arms.

It is his and her flesh.

But he abandoned his wife, flesh and blood, and even brothers who had experienced life and death in the past, and were willing to walk alone and unswervingly into an abyss that is more than a thousand feet deep.

"And you must live to death by breaking this loneliness."

"I wish I could live up to you in the next life."

In the chess game, all living beings are sons, and their fate is inevitable, but who is ups and downs?

Tianji Pavilion, I used to be there.

Now, it's not just me.

"This place once contained my father's wish." Ren Shaohua looked at the desolate area.

"Leninister's will be inherited, let's leave it to us to complete it." The woman covered in white cloth and carrying a long zither slowly walked forward and held his arm.

"Why is Jiangmo Sword called Jiangmo?"

"So, the red peach is beautiful, and I wait for the evening to shine, and I will bring the wine in front of you with you."

"Where is drawn is the spring breeze crosses, and the peach blossoms are formed."

A woman holding a sword in red clothes pulled away from her memories and looked at Jiang Mo in her hand, "Do you want to see that peach land with your own eyes?"

Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not cross the Yumen Pass?

"No, I will eventually pass."

"Life and dead people, flesh and bones, white heads and cyan mountains, and peach land has withered."

"He is watching the sword heart, so I'll come to stop you for him." The woman fell in front of Luo Feiyu, like a fairy descending to earth, with her blue bulb rising with the wind, revealing the extremely cold lonely cold below, "No one is allowed to disturb him now."

"You have lost the power and are destined to be unable to pick it up again. This will only make your senior brother wrong." Luo Feiyu reminded coldly.

"That's wrong." The woman mentioned Gu Han, and a layer of frost was suddenly condensed on the large desert in front of her, "I'm wrong for him!"

"Cut the sword." Mo Wendong said coldly.

"Clip sword?" Luo Feiyu was stunned.

"Yes, the sword, the sword." Luo Feiyu shouted with the sword, and Ling Feng rose up.

It was a sword that once carried sin and legend, and now it was about to reach the ending it should have gone.

"The sword is my final song."

The above is the trailer for the next story. Do you think that the next one will be a tragedy? Then wait and see.

Originally, I just wanted to write a group of protagonists, because these people have prototypes in my real life, and they live by my side. But as I wrote, I developed feelings for many characters in the article. For example, Liu Zangyue, who has ever lost her beloved senior sister, only exists in the mouth of others, and the mirror flower that holds three thousand faces but is loyal to one person...

So I suddenly realized that I really couldn’t finish writing the world.

I really want to perfect the story of everyone in the world, so that it invisibly caused problems such as writing styles and plot procrastination. I also realized this. Thanks to my friends who have persisted to this day, I will do my best to improve this problem and present a better story to everyone. In the days of interruption, while I am typing in private and living up to the expectations of old readers, I will also appropriately modify the previous chapters so that new readers can have a better reading experience. This is my first novel, and it will definitely not be the last one, and this one will definitely not be eunuch (heart-wrenching)!

During the update, I will keep updating every day, and sometimes I will make progress faster.

Those young men will definitely reach the end and fight for the only remaining peach land in that desolate land.

There are tears and laughter in the process, there are emotional dramas, and there are life and death separations that will eventually be experienced. Every time, we will set out forward with growth.

So, goodbye to the world?

To emphasize: Don't send blades (I was so scared, curled up in the corner and shivered).

By the way, this day won't last too long.

Two months later, when the winter vacation begins, see you again in the world.

(Salute + wave)

If you can't get through, please add me to the novel QQ group 495078020 or QQ1427134298. It's okay to criticize me. It's best to give me advice (shameless)

Finally, I hope everyone can understand! You can also interact in the comment area, and I will respond!
Chapter completed!