Before I knew it, I had finished writing another volume, and it felt like time had passed so fast.

Each of my stories is relatively self-contained, as was the case in the first volume, and the same was true in the second volume. From the brightening of the scene, to the appearance of Sorin first to Lancelot looking at Imotru and singing a requiem, the story comes to an end, the picture gradually darkens, and the curtain falls, which gives me room for small talk and a new stage for the rest of the story.

I don't know what you think, I think I've made a lot of progress in this volume anyway, especially the character of Xia Mu, maybe I think about it more, but not necessarily all of it has been written, in short, I like him very much.

The last poem was written listening to "O Son Do Ar", and when I wrote the first line, my mind was full of "Viva La Vida", but fortunately I didn't change the song, otherwise my feelings might have changed.

Hawkers,It's still stumbling to the end.,Thank you for the gradually increasing number of book friends.,I can't go so far without you.。

This book will be on the shelves on October 1, so thank you one by one in the testimonials on the shelves.

I wanted to say a lot of things.,But these days the code words are too tired.,I can't even send this kind of feeling.,I'll slow it down.,Leave the rest of the words on the shelf testimonial.。

Finally, thank you again for your support.

PS: One breath is more than 13/10, which means that there is only one shift per day for the next three days. ：D

The second volume of "The Twilight Chronicles" is over, and I will say something casually I am in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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