Comprehensive comic, hope in another world!

Even the giant trees that reached the sky just now were shattered by this crazy trump card.

Onimbutsuji Mumei transformed into the form of a five-meter-tall huge dead baby, and rushed towards Takema Kirizhi while the trees were destroyed and had not yet recovered.

When everyone in the Demon Slayer Squad saw this strange five-meter-tall giant-like dead baby crossing a hundred meters and charging toward Takema Kirizhi, they all hurriedly exclaimed.

Seeing that this huge flesh and blood monster was about to rush through the layers of giant trees and smash Zhujian Wuzhi to death with its huge fist.

The bloody six-pointed star kaleidoscope suddenly rotated!

While countless people are worried and shouting,

The purple giant wearing armor and holding a purple half-length sword with a sword of earth suddenly appeared!

"boom------!"

The giant dead baby collides with the purple giant.

The ground was shaken incomparably, and the smoke and dust rising into the sky covered the entire battlefield.

I saw an extremely huge sword light flying out that almost penetrated the sky!

After the sword light passed by, the long golden line that seemed to come from the sky still did not disappear.

The light of the sword passed over the corpse-like ghost, Tsuji Muzan, and flew out of the tree world, killing countless giant trees that reached the sky along the way, almost dividing the entire world, leaving a ravine that stretched for thousands of miles without interruption.

The light like the sun filled the whole world, until everyone's vision recovered and they looked intently.

The huge dead baby was like coke under the hot sword light, and turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated under the night wind...

The dark clouds have cleared and the bright moon is hanging high...

Susanoo, standing on the earth!

Volume [-]: Testimonials

Available today.

One hundred monthly tickets.

A change of one hundred blades.

One ten thousand reward and one update.

As for the comments on the launch... I feel like no one will read this thing.

However, I have been stuck at home for a long time, so let’s talk and vent some negative energy.

To be honest, I don’t know if my communication skills are there after a long time.

Some things make a huge difference.

What wakes me up every day is Dabai downstairs calling me to do nucleic acid tests. The happiest thing every day is to go downstairs for a walk from time to time and look at the street outside the railing. It really feels like the desolation of a post-apocalyptic novel.

I usually order takeout every day, but now I take out some frozen food from the refrigerator and feel as happy as the Chinese New Year.

I didn't realize it when I was in school, but now I really realize this helplessness after graduation.

As a result, my original intention to join the company was gone. I originally took out a loan to buy a car due to work needs, and I was pressed for a loan every month. YQ and society really taught me a good lesson as a fledgling.

The most unfortunate thing is that on the day I learned the news, Are You Hungry automatically renewed my subscription and deducted a ten-yuan takeaway red envelope from me?

At that time, I stayed looking at the text message for about ten minutes. I wanted to laugh a little, but also wanted to curse... Finally, I thought about eating an extra ham sausage at noon to compensate for it.

It turns out that life is really difficult.

There is no way, the city has suspended it, but the arrears will not be paid.

I thought about it and came back to write a book shamelessly.

When I left, I was very high-spirited, "I will seal the book at every turn and start the next chapter. With this review mechanism, I will never write a book here again in my life."

Now "The review is great, love me again, don't stare at me."

Perhaps, this is how adults bow their heads?

I have no choice but to get out, so I just keep typing on the keyboard.

I haven’t written it for a few months. There are indeed some mistakes in this book, and the pace is not as good as before. Readers should scold me. I will try to avoid it in the future, pay attention to the focus, and write more about what you LSPs like to read.

I heard from the editor that the performance of this book should be good based on the current reading, but there is a big difference between the following and the subscription. I will work hard to write more about this book and try to order a more expensive vegetable bag next time.

If the average order is [-] on the first day tomorrow or if the order is over [-] at any time, we will open a full order group and write some rice bowl welfare stories.

Below is the introduction to the previous sales, which is specially used to sell the products before they are put on the shelves. Every time I post them, they are very useful. There are cute brothers who cry when I see them. Please throw more blades!

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I went to a fortune teller yesterday to ask if this book would take off.

After the fortune teller finished the calculation for me, he said in a long tone: "You must keep a calm mind in the early stage of writing this book, because it will be a bumpy road and very disappointing before it is put on the shelves. There is no need to keep a calm mind after it is put on the shelves."

"Then~~you mean it will explode after it is put on the shelves?!"

"No, I mean, you get used to it once it's on the shelves."

————"Snowfall Diary"

On the shelf testimonials:

My name is Xue Jiang.

He is an online novel author.

It's also a bust.

In reality, he seems to be a mediocre person.

Since childhood, my academic performance has been average, my popularity has been average, and I have been average in everything I do.

He didn’t skip school, he was average-looking, and he didn’t fall in love prematurely.

He is neither a top student nor a scumbag. He was an average student in the class when he went to school.

Sometimes I feel anxious and want to cry when I can’t understand the knowledge points in class. I have vowed countless times to get into the top ten in the class, but I always fail under various pressures. Sometimes I want to break the pot, but I can’t let go. results.

After studying hard for more than ten years, I didn't succeed in the end and got an ordinary undergraduate degree.

I am particularly envious of those who have a special skill and have bought guitars and learned musical instruments, but in the end they only gave up halfway.

I used to envy those cheerful and optimistic people who could say hello on the way to the canteen. I also made many plans and wanted to change them during the 3-minute heat, but in the end I had no choice but to settle for the status quo.

There is no career I want to do, and no one I admire.

This is how I got to now in a daze.

An ordinary person, buried in the crowd, living a miserable life.

I don’t know what the future holds, and I don’t know how I will make a living after graduation.

And looking back at my youth of more than ten years

When you go to junior high school, you basically lose contact with your elementary school friends. When you go to high school, your junior high school classmates also disperse. When you go to college, your high school friends may not get together for a long time.

There has never been any improvement in study, and I don't know whether my hard study will bear fruit.

People who have had a crush, have been confessed to, tasted the sweetness of love, and endured the pain of broken love, but now they don’t know how to fall in love even more.

It seems that the whole person is always growing and losing.

seem,

I have never gained anything, nor have I ever been proud of anything?

...

.....

It seems that the only time I was particularly proud was when I paid my royalties and went out to make skewers with my brothers in the dormitory. Under the open-air shed, there was the smell of charcoal fire, the floating smoke, the sizzling oily mutton skewers, and the beer was opened. Sounds, several older youths blowing their pussy wantonly...

It seems that that night,

I was lying on the wooden bed thinking... Should I make money by writing books in the future?

Then...

Just hit the street.

Still haven't been able to achieve satisfactory results. From Dian Niang's first book to the present, it's been pretty good.

Why do you say beautiful?

It probably means that it has a lot of good reviews but poor results.

Many readers have said the same thing to me in book reviews, fan groups, and private messages:

Author, the book you wrote is very good, why isn’t it popular?

I was quite happy at first, thinking to myself: Hehe, it looks like the book I wrote is pretty good. You, the young man who complimented me, is very discerning and must look a lot like Peng Yuyan.

Later, let’s look at the 400 average subscriptions for the first book, and then look at the [-] average subscriptions for the second one...

I really want to understand something, but I still don’t seem to understand.

When I was writing about the daily life of my youth, I was a die-hard literary youth, and I liked to show off the little ink I had in my stomach. I spent half an hour revising a sentence to refine the character, an hour to write the book, and a whole day to revise the book.

When I wrote about time travel in comprehensive comics, I was a middle-aged child. I wanted to write about the excitement I felt when I watched those hot-blooded and harem comics.

He is named Little Good-for-nothing, a street-fighting expert, and his profile is also bad.

Writing a book is also a compulsion.

It seems that it is normal for such people to rush to the streets.

However, maybe this book will become popular once it is released.

It’s not popular when it’s released, but maybe it will be popular when it has 60 words.

If it’s not popular at 60 words, it might become popular when it’s 100 million words.

If it's not popular with 100 million words, then... well, it seems like it's really going to hit the streets.

But it's fine.

I once went out with my friends and passed by a lottery shop. I went in and bought two tickets.

At that time, I thought that maybe if I won a few million, I would be able to write novels for the rest of my life.

Although it is not very realistic when I think about it now, people always have dreams. As long as I insist on buying, the lottery company may go bankrupt one day!

Forehead.....

I always feel that something is not right. I originally studied several big guys’ testimonials to sell them and beg for subscriptions. Why did my daily street diary turn into Xueliang’s?

Anyway,

I am Xue Feng,

A mediocre deadbeat, he used his love to generate electricity and continued to write for book friends. Now he wants to write books to earn money to support himself.

Those of us who write online novels are actually just like the gentlemen who told stories in teahouses in ancient times, letting everyone listen to a story after dinner.

Volume 53: Chapter [-] Rice Bowl Plan, success!

quiet!

Boundless silence!

Everyone looked at this scene with confusion in their eyes as if they were dreaming.

Some were stunned, some judged desperately, and some were intoxicated.

As the night wind blew, the scattered moonlight seemed to block the surrounding space and envelope the scene.

It was like a page from ancient mythology.

The beautiful sword light that illuminated everything dissipated,

The demon-like Oni King, Oni Tsuji Muzan, dissipated into collapsing black smoke.

And at this moment......

As the purple giant disappeared, under the moonlight, the young man holding a long knife stood among the ruins, looking up calmly at the night sky with stars.