His Vincenzo boss tried to marry her off to him, but he refused. Because in his heart only network literature, only practice, do not care about children at all.A few years later, when he was practicing for the demigod, he encountered a bottleneck. In order to take a step forward in the journey of the network writer, he resolutely left his literary house and traveled around in search of the true meaning of network literature.After many years of practice, he finally broke the true meaning of online literature, he sat under a tree by the side of the road for 77 or 49 days. At dawn, when the star rises, he finally understands the true meaning of internet literature and becomes the author of the great god network.Because he is under a tree, understand the true meaning of network writer, this is the achievement of the great god network writer.He realized that the tree was contaminated with a lot of spirituality, confused between actually being able to talk,

Then the stream didn't enter Qianlong Lee's body.As if on cue, the stream follows Qianlong Lee's meridian straight to the heart of his Kowloon obsession.At that moment, Qianlong Lee, who was unconscious, was jolted awake. When he awoke, all he felt was a fire burning in his heart.Qianlong Lee ran what little mana he had left, trying to exorcise the flames. But the fire continued to rage, filling Qianlong Lee's body with a constant torment of being torn apart.In Qianlong Lee, the essence of blood boils inside her body, and various divine lines weave and manifest like dragons, bearing the baptism of fire.Qianlong Lee knew now that this was a creation sent by an inexplicable being, and he had to get through it!The fire in his heart was still burning, forging all the potential in his body. All the dark and imperceptible impurities contained in the meals that we normally eat have been distilled into flying ash.Qianlong Lee felt his

A powerful pull burst forth, and all the blood drained from Qianlong Lee's body in an instant as another third was sucked out of her by the dryad.Qianlong Lee's face was instantly pale and colorless, even his breathing had increased several times, and he was speechless as he stared at the dryad. The never-ending darkness of nothingness was accompanied by an endless wave of weakness, fear, and panic hitting his mind, which was slowly losing consciousness and awareness.The dryad, by this time, was completely transformed.A golden light fell from heaven and earth, and the dryad was completely immersed in this golden light, and it was as if his spirit, his soul, had been baptized in this moment.Somehow he felt a surge of kindness in his heart that made him reflect on some of the things he had done, but the dryad had no remorse at all, and he quickly abandoned them.Looking at the light, Qianlong Lee knew in a flash what it was.This ray of li

At the old man's words, Tiedan Chu was lost in thought. Since ancient times, the forces of Mordor have been at loggerheads with online literature. From Mordor's point of view, the other side is doing the right thing. The other side wants to catch Qianlong Lee, but its own power is too low to stop it.Through this, Tiedan Chu understands the importance of strength.If he had the strength, he wouldn't have been blackmailed at all, Qianlong Lee wouldn't have been taken by a monster, and he wouldn't even have survived without the old man!"Boy, do you want to call me Master or not, it's okay to worship multiple masters at once, all by yourself, unless the Order specifically says so." Old Man Road."I don't know if the Doors have rules." Tiedan Chutao."Who are you of the literary sect, and who is your master?" The old man asked again."I'm a public level web writer for Seven Hivens without a master." Tiedan Chu stammered."It turns out to