Say a few words.

The plot of exterminating the human race is almost over, and everyone must be able to guess the ending of Xuandu, and all Taoist friends will not be stuck like the previous two days. So, you can alleviate your guilt a little and take a little vacation in the evening.

Kunpeng writes very slowly in the later stages. In the early days, it was two or three thousand words an hour, but now, two thousand words take three or four hours.

It's not a cardin, it's just the content of the plot in my head, and I have become more cautious in translating it into a written narrative, especially now and even in the future.

Because since the beginning of the punishment of the human race, whether it is Lu Chen or Kunpeng, the book has been transforming.

I once said that Lu Chen's Tao is not as empty as the three corpses of merit. His word, I have been paving, gradually manifesting. And now, it's a critical moment.

Although Lu Chen's so-called Tao is just my perception of what happened to Kunpeng, a great god, I don't plan to write a personal novel to do so-called preaching, let alone abuse the master, and I will still keep the story exciting.

So, very tired, really tired.

Let me fight again tomorrow, please forgive me. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )