Emperor Baobao's words: First of all, let me talk about why I suddenly broke off some time ago, this I am also very scared when I talk about it now, and even as soon as I touch the keyboard, I feel uncomfortable, it can be said that the body is also rejecting me from doing writing, and the spirit is also very afraid to write.

Some friends wondered, saying that you were frightened by the story you wrote, and you were scared out of illness.

Then my answer is, because I am the author of this story, of course, I think more than readers, and the depth of the plot is also many times more than that of readers, and I often even habitually stage the plot that is about to be written in my mind, so because I am too serious, I am indeed a little scared by the story I wrote.

But the above is only a small aspect, the largest proportion of the aspect is that I am a college student who is about to graduate, and a lot of things need to be done carefully at the end of the term, so as to graduate smoothly, I think the students who have graduated from college can better understand this point of mine. I almost attend classes during the day, stay up until about 12 o'clock at night, code out more than 4,000 words, and can't water, but I can imagine that I have been writing for more than two months in a row, because I live in a rented house outside, and I have to go to class on time at 8 o'clock in the morning, so I don't have time to eat breakfast, and I will make do with it at night, only the food I bought at school at noon, and I have to walk a lot to and from school, so if I go on like this physically, no matter how strong, it must be seriously unbearable, and as a result, I endure discomfort and fear at night, I passed on the newly written chapters, turned off the lights, lay down on the bed, my brain was numb, Venus was scurrying in my eyes, my ears were buzzing and roaring, my heart was beating wildly, my body had no strength at all, I didn't dare to move, I thought I was about to die suddenly, I was scared, I really couldn't describe it in words, I didn't want to express it, for me, it was a nightmare, unforgettable, and unforgettable.

The days that followed were also very difficult, I suspected that my heart was wrong, because I began to panic and feel uncomfortable every day, because I was not a rich second generation, so I didn't dare to consider hospitalization or anything, so I could only go to the emergency department when I was uncomfortable, and I slept there, and then I gritted my teeth and took a chest CT, and my heart was fine, so why is it uncomfortable? I hung up with the cardiologist several times to show me, in general, they all said that I often skip breakfast, stay up late too late, stress, mental tension, etc., resulting in endocrine disorders in the body, told me to get rid of these bad habits, eat on time, the doctor said this, of course I am happy, but the body will still be uncomfortable, the doctor said that this is the reaction of the recovery stage, told me to care, should eat, drink, sleep, but during that time I was afraid to write about it, because that scene is still in my mind.

Finally, I would like to thank my editor-in-chief, Yisuo Dada, who is also my teacher, who used to be the editor in charge of my idol third uncle, who helped me when I needed help, and when I was confused, he carefully taught some experience, which was of great benefit to me.

This experience is also a kind of forging and test for me, so that I can get rid of the previous blind arrogance and do not know how to behave in the world, the elegance and integrity and kindness of Mr. Yisuo have affected me, and also made me better and more humble than before.

I am also very grateful to some book friends, my fans, and my "Tomb Robber" family readership for their understanding and care for me, thank you! When I was conditioning my body, I was also silently hoarding manuscripts, and when the time came, I would have a good time, and everyone would have a good time. Secondly, because the baby Emperor was under a lot of pressure at that time, there may be a few typos when writing, but the reader can understand what's going on, say sorry, there will be no typos in the future version, I hope you make up for it.

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Fa Qiu pointed at my expression, I was sure that he guessed my thoughts, and said, "I don't know anything now, I only know when I go in, and I guess it's a very difficult character to deal with." ”

Feilong said: "Then the current situation, we can only enter through this golden gate, I don't know if this city gate is as different as that bronze gate, can it be opened with the blood of the witch burial sect?" Speaking of this, the fat dragon looked at my grandfather and me, and looked at the golden gate in front of him with a very melancholy gaze.

At that moment, a series of locking springs sounded creepy from the Golden City Gate, and in a moment, the gate creaked open a crack, revealing two familiar and jaw-dropping human faces from within!

It's my mom and dad!