This is the second time that the little monk has been on the shelves in Zongheng, and to be honest, I was a little panicked.

The word "on the shelf" used to be far away from me, even out of reach.

Now that I'm on the shelves, I'm panicking too.

If it is put on the shelves, it is destined to lose some readers, and it will lose some brothers.

I was scared, I put it on the shelf, and those brothers who used to be, all left, were gone.

On the shelf, it is the time to verify the results, and it is also the time to charge.

And when faced with the word charge, many people will shake their heads and leave, scolding secretly.

But do we have a choice?

We don't!

Because, putting it on the shelves means how many people approve of the book and how many people like it.

To be honest, the moment it hit the shelves, I was scared.

I'm scared I'm fighting alone, I'm scared that there is no one to support me.

But is it useful to be afraid?

It's useless, it's useless at all!

Therefore, I clenched the sword in my hand, and my fighting spirit was high!

Even if it is only me, even if there is no one to support it, the little monk will not have the slightest complaint.

Now that the Barbarian God Emperor has been put on the shelves, I am here to appeal to you, the book friends of the Barbarian God Emperor, please come here, come to the net, and fight with me.

The little monk needs you, and the wilderness also needs you!

The long sword is out of the sheath, and we are aiming at the top ten new book subscriptions.

Brothers, would you like to fight with me?

Brothers, would you like to grow up with me?