I don't know what I'm writing about. Brain time is very happy, but it is extremely difficult to write. Codewords have become a burden rather than entertainment in the first place.

Sure enough, I'm no longer fit to write. Thinking about the past two years, I'm really sorry for the 1,453 book collectors who have not given up.

Break the change, crazy open the pit, change the text. I also read novels, and I know how painful a pit can be for readers who have hopes for it.

I'm sorry, but I've become the author of those people who didn't pay for their lives. For the author, the book is like a cultivation game, and what the cultivated daughter looks like depends on how the author carves it.

The author always wants to make his daughter more and more perfect. But at the same time, it will also attract the attention of various outsiders.

I don't know when I started, but I started to abandon my original intention. Not because

"I think it's interesting" before I write it, but I start thinking about it

"How interesting the reader thinks". At the same time, I started paying attention to the collections, clicks, comments, and other things that I didn't care about at all before.

I'm a very headstrong person, writing as much as I want, pitting as I pit as I like. I've said these things before, and I took the opportunity to cheat a large number of tickets.

So, I won't talk about it this time, it's annoying to talk too much. And I don't know what I'm talking about anymore.

Hongbai is going to practice, and the date is uncertain. To put it simply, this time it will take a long time. Of course, there are also those who have not made any progress in their cultivation.

At that point, I'm afraid I won't be writing anymore. Well, that's it. Readers who have always supported red and white, sorry.

"Uncle Ben will never be pushed down" is really sorry, you guys are hitting in your hands, please wait a moment,

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