The update in the past month is not very good, so I'd better explain the situation.

Otherwise, it would be said that Xiao Mo had better grades and was floating... It felt strange.

Xiao Mo is just a small floppy street. He is fortunate to have received support and love from many book friends. But to be honest, in Qidian, the place where Xiao Mo has such a score, there are no more than three thousand and one thousand...

Xiao Mo is really nothing.

The following words are suspected of selling miserable things, so I didn’t want to say some things, but I didn’t say them and then Mo Piao…

It's so hard for me, old men!

August was not very friendly to Xiao Mo. He consulted the local hospital and went to another place for examination alone. He thought it would take only two or three days.

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

The result is...it's very bad.

I watched the money I had worked hard to get into the hospital after staying up late and typing it up like flowing water...

Xiao Mo's heart is bleeding.

It's cool!

Because of this, my mentality was almost broken. Book friends in the book club should know that Xiao Mo originally liked the water group very much, and it would be uncomfortable if he didn't have water for a day.

But I won't show up much in August.

Not in the mood.

This book is called "Fengshen and Ask the Way". I originally thought that after the end of the "Fengshen", it might be a good ending at that time.

But he was a little reluctant to let go of the humble Lord Lu, and he had not even achieved the end of his cultivation of immortals. He always felt that it was too incomplete, so he wrote a little more.

Then the book friend said that what you wrote now is different from the title of the book!

Well, actually... it didn't go astray either.

The front is the chapter on the Investiture of Gods, and the back is...

Ask the question!

(I can't help but like my wit!)

My mentality in August was severely affected, and the habit of staying up late for too long before, which led to my nerves being a little weak and the quality of sleep became worse and worse.

No matter what time I go to bed, I wake up a few times at night. I wake up at around 5:30 every morning. It is more effective than an alarm clock and I don’t have any energy during the day.

I wonder if there are any book friends who have this experience.

This is Xiao Mo's August and September. Perhaps no one is worse than Xiao Mo.

Of course, Xiao Mo would cheer up and reorganize and write this book, giving Lord Lu a home, and giving everyone an ending to himself who has worked hard to write for more than a year.

Worry, in the end, I was shameless and hoped that the financial situation would allow me. Book friends who were not so nervous came to Qidian to give Xiao Mo a subscription.

If you don’t go to the hospital, you won’t know what real poverty is.
Chapter completed!