"Um, no road?" Qianlong Lee's path was blocked by a mirror, which also caused him to frown slightly.
There should be no dead end to the snow palace, which Qianlong Lee entered for the first time in more than a day.
A mirror blocking his way always struck Qianlong Lee as something special, though he couldn't tell.
With a special feeling in his heart, Qianlong Lee ran his hand up the mirror. Strangely enough, Qianlong Lee's arm was unobstructed and a warm sensation came over her as she easily reached into the mirror.
My brother once looked around for this eastern magic pen, but unfortunately never found it, I didn't expect it to fall into your hands.It is said that in this eastern magic pen, there is a way to solve the cataclysm of the end of the Netherworld.My brother has always wanted to get his hands on the eastern pen, to see the secret of it, and perhaps to prevent the end of the age. Can you show him to me? "Qianlong Lee didn't think much of it either, just handed the Eastern Magic Pen to the other, and the woman gently stroked the Eastern Magic Pen that
"Not everyone can be the brother-in-law of ten years of snow. Ten years of snow sets three tests. Teenager, remember to do what you have to do. Don't do what you have to do. Do what you have to do. Start now with the first test. It's as simple as testing your understanding. If you fail, it will fall."The desolate voice came back to Qianlong Lee in his mind, unraveling his confusion."If you cannot pass, you will fall, there is no escaping it, and of course, if your practice has reached the point of being the author of the Little God Network, you will not fall even if you do not pass.
"Ready, the second test begins." The voice of the Lord of Kings rises againQianlong Lee froze for a moment, then noticed that the scene around him changed again, and when the change stopped, Qianlong Lee found herself in the ring, a wave of space in front of her and a three meter tall golem appeared in front of Qianlong Lee.The golem in front of him was obviously made of steel, but by some secret trick that gave it the ability to think simply.It had to be said that this was a reversal of creation, and the fighting golem was expressionless, cold, an
A hundred swords!The whole world suddenly went silent as the battle golem raised his right sword to parry, but in a split second the sword in the golem's hand broke off inch by inch and the golem's left hand stood in front of him, trying to harden the glare.Qianlong Lee couldn't let him, of course, and with a little more force and a click, the battle-golem's sturdy frame stooped, completely unable to withstand the terror that spilled over his head.The left hand of the battle golem crackled, and the left hand shattered completely, disintegrating dir
"You deserve it." Ten years of drifting snow to push back, but Qianlong Lee pressed the small print on her hand.Surprise flashed in the Purple Lady's eyes at Qianlong Lee's choice, she had no idea that this snowfall Asgard was an oversized psychic device, almost as powerful as the next. He just gave up.Even if Qianlong Lee wanted to have it all to himself, he wouldn't have been able to completely control Snowfall Asgard.Because everything at this moment is also a test, the owner of Asgard ten years of snow fall but ten years of snow brother, and ho
"I can help you find Ragnarok, but how am I supposed to know where he is, after all Ragnarok was only a human before, maybe it's just a pile of loess now, what if I can't find it?" Qianlong Lee couldn't help but ask."I can feel him alive. With a woman's intuition, I can feel his presence, but it's too faint. But I can be sure of it when I'm within a thousand miles of him. I feel like there must be something unspeakable about him leaving. I have to ask him before I'm willing to ask?" The purple woman's eyes were pleading."Yeah, I still have the picture I painted of him, but I wonder if he's changed after all these years." said the woman in purple, taking out a
Like many in the industry, Qianlong Lee had a distant dream in mind. He longed for his voice and recognition in the online web fiction world.But Qianlong Lee was so poorly qualified as a web writer that she spent several years as a web writer, but nothing came of it.But Qianlong Lee was just a public network writer who didn't make any money and didn't want to give up, even though her days were boring and there was never a day off. Do not want to give up their dream of network writers, no matter the day or night, no matter how hard it is will not extinguish the dream of network writers.After returning home from work in the afternoon and finishing a quick meal, Qianlong Lee turned on her computer.Customarily open the fiction website where you write your book, and the page pops up with a background message. Was it a response to a contract request? Qianlong Lee thought to himself, nodding backstage with a glimmer of hope."Hello dear web writer, your application for a contract has fai
Now Qianlong Lee stood on a rock at the base of the hill, looking up to the top of the hill, to the terrace hall that loomed in the misty depths beyond, but was only accessible to the writers of the Seven Seasons contract network.It was still early, but the hilltop was already buzzing with activity.The plaza at the top of the peak was huge, and the plain marble paused to give it a quaint air. At the top of the peak, above a huge plaza, more than a hundred Tsing Yi Network writers stood with swords.On the plaza, hundreds of Qingyi contract network writers stood with swords between their brows is full of heroic, fierce.There were hundreds of people in the arena, but it was silent now, nothing but the wind whistling.On a high stone platform in front of a group of TSN writers, a middle-aged man in white was slowly lecturing a group of TSN writers. His voice thundered through the crowd as the force of the writing poured in."The journey of a web writer is much more difficult, and the