I'm very sorry, but I've been trying to write for the past few days, and I want to write down, but it turns out that I really don't have inspiration.

I can't write it no matter how I write it.

Because I'm stuck in a strange place.

Every time I come up with a new plot, I feel suffocated as it is written.

It's hard to describe.

It's like standing on a bridge, and I know there may be a road ahead, but I don't dare to step out for fear of falling off a cliff.

Alas~

Maybe I'm not suitable for writing Xianxia.

Maybe I'm thinking too much, which makes the plot and plot too cumbersome.

So after the early stage, I encountered a problem similar to a ceiling or a trap.

And I lack the ability to solve this problem now.

So I'm sorry for this book, that's all it can be.

Sorry everyone!

I need to recharge!

"I Am the Way of Heaven" I'm sorry~~~~~~ I'm hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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