Fengshen Wendaoxing

The update in the past month or so has not been effective, so let me explain the situation.

Otherwise, it would be said that Xiao Mo's grades are good... It feels weird.

Xiao Mo is just a little kid on the street, and he is fortunate to have the support and love of many book friends, but to be honest, there are people with Xiao Mo's achievements in the place of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon at the starting point, if there is no three thousand, there will be one thousand... I guess.

Xiao Mo is really nothing.

The following words are suspected of selling misery, so there are some things I didn't want to say, but if I don't say it, I will talk about Mo Piao...

It's too hard for me, old irons!

August was not very friendly to Xiao Mo. He consulted the local hospital when he was not feeling well, and went to other places for an examination alone. He thought it would only be a matter of two or three days.

Unexpectedly, he stayed in the hospital as soon as he went there.

It turned out to be... very sad.

Watching the money typed out by staying up all night and typing into the hospital like flowing water...

Xiao Mo's heart is bleeding.

Wow cool wow cool drops ah!

Because of this matter, his mentality has almost collapsed. The book friends of the book group should know that Xiao Mo likes the water group very much, and he feels uncomfortable without water for a day.

But in August, I didn't show up much.

not in the mood.

This book is called Fengshen Wendaoxing. I originally thought that I would finish the book after Fengshen is over. Maybe it would be good to end then.

But I was a little bit reluctant to part with Mr. Lu, who didn't even reach the level of immortality, so I always felt that it was too incomplete, so I wrote a little more.

Then the book friend said that what you wrote now is not the same as the title of the book!

Cough, in fact... I didn't go astray.

The front is the chapter on conferring gods, and the back...

Questions!

(I can't help but want to give my own wit a thumbs up!)

In August, my mentality was seriously affected. In addition, I had the habit of staying up late for too long. Now my nerves are a little weak, and the quality of sleep is getting worse and worse.

No matter what time I go to bed, I have to wake up several times during the night. I must wake up around 5:30 every morning. It is more effective than an alarm clock. I have no energy during the day.

I don't know if there are any book friends who have this experience.

This is Xiao Mo's August and September.

Maybe no one is worse than Mo (smile bitterly)

Of course, Xiao Mo will cheer up and finish writing this book, giving Mr. Lu a home, and giving everyone an ending for himself who has worked hard for more than a year.

Cough, in the end, I have the cheek to hope that the economy allows, and book friends who are not so nervous come to the starting point and give Xiao Mo a subscription.

If you don't go to the hospital, you don't know what real poverty is.