The East China Sea is an endless sea. At dawn, three figures walked across the vast sea where the sky and water were the same color, heading north. Although the waves were rough, they did not stop the three of them from walking leisurely. "Mufeng, where are we going?" Jing Wushuang looked at the sea in the distance, with most of his body leaning on Mufeng. "Beituzhou!" Mufeng replied, reaching out and gently stroking Jing Wushuang's long hair that was blown by the sea breeze. On the other side, Buddha Benxiang leaned against him quietly. "Why, why do you want to go so far away suddenly?" Jing Wushuang was a little confused. "Go find a child, a little girl you will definitely like after seeing it. That is the child of me and the Northern Saint Lord Bai Susu!" Mu Feng smiled and left with Jing Wushuang and Fo Benxiang, passing by an island. when, suddenly stopped. On the beach where the tide ebbs and flows, a young man laughs from time to time, surrounded by a group of naughty children, "Hahahaha, call me your majesty, call me your majesty of Dayan! I, Tuoba Tiandu, have returned to my country, and I have finally returned." The country is over, hahaha" This young man had disheveled hair. Although there was no power fluctuation in his body, his laughter spread far, far away. He looks crazy, but he is tall and has pretty features. Not far away, stood a young woman dressed in white, her robe spotless. He looks like a fairy, tall and slim, with a pair of big clear eyes, quietly falling on the crazy young man. There is a hint of melancholy, a hint of helplessness, and a touch of happiness. "See your Majesty!" "Long live your Majesty, long live, long live your Majesty!" Many naughty children shouted "Long live your Majesty" three times, and then happily ran to the young woman. After each receiving a candy, they laughed and laughed. The ground left quickly. "Hey, Mu Feng, that woman in white robe, how come she looks so much like the woman in the painting you hung in the study?" Jing Wushuang suddenly screamed, remembering a painting that Mu Feng often watched quietly alone. "Shuang'er, you are wrong, let's go!" Mufeng paused for a moment, glanced at the white-robed woman, and then sped away with Jing Wushuang and Fo Benxiang. His seemingly plain eyes suddenly became moist. "Mufeng, why don't you take her with you!" With the sound of the waves, Fo Benxiang whispered in Mufeng's ear. "Some things are not beautiful if you force them to do so. Let it be. She already has a lot of pain in her heart. Since she can't forget Tuoba Tiandu and is deeply in love with her, why should we destroy her last thoughts?" After a long time, Mu Feng asked lightly and sighed secretly. The past is irreversible and the future is unpredictable. Cherish the present and he already feels happy and satisfied! The whole drama is over! After struggling for so long, it¡¯s finally over. In the eyes of some book friends, maybe this ending is not very good, but after thinking about it for a long time, I still wrote it like this. A little happy, a little incomplete and regretful, isn't this what most people experience in life? There are some areas in this book that I am not sure about, but Gao Gao asks himself that he has tried his best. Many times, I often sit in front of the computer in a daze, and I stay in a daze for most of the day. I can't write a word, or I write and then delete, and then delete and write again. The number of words updated every day makes me feel embarrassed and ashamed after reading it, and I feel ashamed of every book friend who supports Gao Gao. Gao Gaosheng was born in a small mountain village. When he was a child, his favorite thing was reading books, which are commonly known locally as "little people's books", similar to today's comics and story telling. Later, when I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, I became obsessed with novels. At first, instead of reading novels, I listened to the radio. At that time, elementary schools in rural areas also required evening self-study after fifth grade. In order to listen to the school's broadcast of martial arts novels, I often arrived at school an hour early, leaned on a stone bridge near the school, and listened quietly alone. Fascinated by it. To this day, the wonderful moments are still fresh in my memory. By the time I reached junior high school, I had basically read all the novels in the rented bookstore in town. After that, there is the depressing and busy high school, the decadent university and the numbing work. When I read the novel again, it seemed to be more than ten years later in my memory. Many years have passed, but my love for novels has not changed. Of course, I am now reading online novels. Later, when I felt that there were no good books to read, I started writing by myself. I wrote Warcraft at the starting point, and I fell in love with novels more and more. The book "The God of Witchcraft and Killing" is actually Gao Gao's wish to fulfill a dream of his own. In his memory, the protagonist of a martial arts novel is upright, unconventional, unwilling to be restrained, strong in martial arts and decisive in killing, and has a soul-stirring twists and turns. story. Compared with ordinary short stories, writing this kind of novel is tiring and easy to get lost. Although someThere were setbacks, but finally persisted until the end. Well, after realizing this dream, Gao Gao will probably not write similar novels again in the future. No matter how tired you are, you have to worry about your livelihood when you are old and young. The next book should be released around April. It will be a novel similar to "Lord of Warcraft", a relaxing novel that makes people read happily. I would be very grateful if I can get continued support from book friends!