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Chapter 872 Burning incense at ancestral graves

I thought to myself: What a great god! The first time a book is published, a masterpiece can appear, I am afraid things are not so simple.

Liu Mengru shook her head, thinking of this kind of thing, she also felt puzzled.

Mr. Liu, you haven't seen it, the mouths of those authors are about to overturn the Tiandao network, and it is said that even the dean of the temple has personally watched it.

I think, there must be some mysterious figure hidden in the dark place in this temple, that's why I attach so much importance to this book. Lin Xueer looked at Liu Mengru and said.

Hearing Lin Xue'er's words, Liu Mengru also felt that it made some sense.

But having said that, Mr. Liu, this time you created such a work, you must have done a great job! Lin Xueer looked at Liu Mengru and asked with a smile.

Where is it! I only know a little about it! Liu Mengru said lightly.

Lin Xueer heard the words and smiled, but didn't say anything.

After the two chatted casually for a few more words, Lin Xue'er said goodbye and left, saying that she would also go to Tiandao Network to urge the Holy King-.

After Lin Xueer left, Liu Mengru fell into deep thought.

Could it be that this author is one of us? Impossible, I still don't know the creative ability of these people in the temple?

Liu Mengru shook her head secretly in her heart, denying the idea.

Perhaps this guy called the Holy King used a new account for the new work published on the Tiandao Network this time!

Liu Mengru thought to herself comfortably.

No matter what, go to Tiandao Network to see this holy king first, and see what this guy is capable of?

Thinking of this, the figure of Ye Xuan suddenly appeared in Liu Mengru's mind. This man is really amazing. Liu Mengru always felt that there were many mysteries in his body, which people couldn't figure out.

However, he immediately dismissed his thoughts, this holy king could not be Ye Xuan at all.

Liu Mengru returned to her room and couldn't wait to click on the Tiandao Internet.

As soon as it was opened, dense news poured out.

All the comments are all about the Holy King, and some criticize the author for not updating in time, and some are surprised.

After hurriedly checking these comments, Liu Mengru searched out the books of the Holy King.

"Good guy, in just one day, there are hundreds of thousands of fans!"

Looking at the number of fans on the cover of the Holy King, Liu Mengru felt envy in her heart.

If one day he can achieve such an achievement, it is simply burning incense in his ancestral grave.

After sorting out her thoughts, Liu Mengru opened the first page of the Holy King.

However, after reading the contents of the first page, Liu Mengru became angry.

"Yang Qi is too pitiful, this woman named Lan'er is too human."

After Liu Mengru read the first page, she began to mutter in her heart.

No, I have to hurry to see what happened next. I really hope that this Lan'er will die soon, because Yang Qi is so good to her, so ungrateful.

It would be great if I could meet Yang Qi, a real son of heaven, I will love him for the rest of my life.

Hey, this person is just dissatisfied, such a good man, if it is me, it is too late to feel distressed every day, and I don't know what this Lan'er is thinking. I think it is pure that there is a problem with the brain.

After complaining for a while, Liu Mengru quickly turned the page.

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Then I heard an explosion from Liu Mengru's room!

"I'll go to your uncle. The author's brain circuit is a little sick. Yang Qi, such a good man, is still so insulted. I don't watch it."

Liu Mengru's voice was so loud that even the writers outside the room could hear it.

But the authors weren't surprised! Instead, they laughed.

"Haha, another one who went crazy looking at the Holy King.

"Don't tell me, when I saw it, it was more than her battle. I wished I could even tear down the roof."

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"This holy king is really a masterpiece! It's just a little annoying.

"What's wrong with the anger, this is the author's good writing, didn't you see the back? 35

These writers outside started to talk one by one.

On the other hand, Liu Mengru was staring at the Holy King on the Tiandao Network, but he didn't open the third page for a long time.

"Humph! Will this author ever write a book? What about the Holy King! I think he's just an air bag, and it's really maddening. 39

Liu Mengru looked at the holy king of Tiandao Network, pouted, but in her heart she cursed the author's eighteenth generation ancestors.

I thought that Lan'er would be irritating enough, but I didn't expect such a good man Yang Qi to be beaten.

Thinking of this, I get angry.

Especially thinking of the schadenfreude that Lan'er looked at Yang Qi, she gritted her teeth even more.

However, after Liu Mengru's mood eased a little, staring at the Holy King on the Tiandao Network was in trouble.

"I don't know what the author is going to write later. This Yang Qi is going to die. If he really wrote it, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well today." Wan.