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If Longmeng does not fall, it must last longer than the readers.

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    Too busy, hahaha!  No time to write, so cold!  Thenif you hear that you don¡¯t have time to write, don¡¯t write it, so don¡¯t force it.  Fortunately, back then I was just writing nonsense, and so was I!  What can be done?  Time flies so fast. If there are still readers from the beginning, they will understand that Longmeng is not telling lies. Everything I said is true, except for the small novel part.  I said at the beginning that there would be absolutely few people who would follow. I didn¡¯t expect that even a few readers would have 500,000 words deleted. It¡¯s much better than having all the books deleted, right?  Since ancient times, victory and defeat have been commonplace, and a clear conscience is enough!  It is written until the gods and demons are too lazy to read it. It is written until the place changes dynasties and collapses. The Dragon Alliance that does not collapse will last longer than the readers. This is the truth, unless this place disappears.  It¡¯s a deal!  Come on, do it, I'll drink this wine, you can do whatever you want!  I wrote this text haha ??haha, you can read it or not as you like!  In the afternoon, I went to work in a distant place. I was rushing on the road. There were few people and cars on the road. I went to another city.  Unexpectedly, I met the character in my book, the music goddess Guan Dongling, during a work tour. She didn¡¯t know that I wrote in her image, let alone that I wrote about her. The book was insignificant, and the point was that I pretended not to know her.  She looked at me frequently, I knew, and I also knew that she recognized me, but we didn't have to know each other before. No matter how we met, I left first. Seeing her so beautiful and beautiful was also a happy event.  When the work was finished, I forgot about the time. I was probably still immersed in the memories of meeting old friends.  The way back was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, arriving at the place where I work as I pleased.  Sometimes in a daze, sometimes in a trance, sometimes serious, sometimes sad. It would be a good weather if there were no worries and troubles in the world.  When I met Guan Dongling, she was the store manager of a music record store. At that time, record stores were almost extinct, and I bought less and less music. By chance, I had a few conversations with her about music.  I immediately looked at her with admiration. At that time, I was arrogant about music, and my vision was beyond the universe or everything. That was the truth, and it was nothing.  She is eighteen years old, and her music has its own genre. She has a collection of 100,000 music albums. I am thirty years old and ten times better than her. The reason why I admire her is not that her realm or state of mind is higher than mine in terms of music. Of course, that is also  Impossible, one of my nicknames at the time was the Music Queen, and I was extremely arrogant. I admired her beautiful appearance and conversation, her light orchid temperament, pure and graceful appearance, and her extremely serious mind.  , unfortunately at that time my mind was on Wang Yunchan, the heroine of the fourth Love Letter. ?¡­ ?The goddess of the starry sky frowned and couldn¡¯t help but change three times, once she changed into Moxie, once she changed into Fanruo, and once she changed into water and fire.  After leaving Zuilong Residence, there was a love letter from the Overlord flowing in her body. She couldn't laugh or cry. It turned out that the love letter from the Overlord was written by herself.  Turn to the first page: One day, in the vast forest, I heard the voice of my lover Tianjiaolong with flying white hair. It turned out that unknowingly, he had burned into my heart.  The body and soul are unified, the two consciousnesses intersect, and the thoughts are entangled, flowing like clouds and flowing water, until the end of time.  The tyrant is me, the king is him, I am love, he is the book, [Overlord Love Letter] is the prosperity and withering of me and him, he is my starry sky and music, he is my travel and leisure, he is my pursuit  Watch and stop him.
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