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"This novel constructs a completely new fantasy world, giving me a very fresh feeling, which is great."
"The author's writing is too short and weak. We demand 100 updates a day, or else I'll lock you in a dark room."
"A five-star review without hesitation. This is the best fantasy novel I've read recently..."
"Absolutely brilliant. The only drawback is that it's still too short, but it already has the potential to become a masterpiece. Awesome."
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Is a novel written by a new author really this good? Or are the positive reviews fake?
With these questions in mind, the group of young boys also opened the first chapter.
Then came Chapter Two, Chapter Three...
Soon, they understood why the bespectacled boy hadn't bothered to chat with them earlier.
Because once you get into this novel, you simply can't stop reading.
The anticipation and the thrill are constantly pulling each other apart, one after another.
a long time.
The bespectacled boy, feeling like he was about to freeze to death, called out to his companion for what seemed like the umpteenth time:
"Hey, isn't it a bit too cold here? How about we find a bubble tea shop to sit in for a while?"
Little did they know that another guy next to them, as if possessed, suddenly blurted out:
"Fighting...power...level three! Hahahaha, this is fucking awesome!"
"Yeah, that's great! Old Liu, you recommended a really good novel this time, it's excellent!"
"I wonder about this old herbalist's background, he seems quite impressive!"
"I feel that Xun'er is not simple either, and I feel that there should be more foreshadowing later."
"Damn it, why bother with all this? I just want to see the protagonist of the Qing-Lan-Zong get slapped in the face, slapped hard!"
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Seeing his companions suddenly having a fit of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), the bespectacled boy said irritably:
"Hey, aren't you guys cold? I'm shivering from the cold."
"What's there to feel cold about? After watching 'Battle Through the Heavens,' my blood is boiling with excitement!"
"That's right! Ten years of hardship cannot cool the passion in my heart. Fight on, young warrior..."
"With the protection of my strange fire, what is a mere chill? Let it come even more fiercely!"
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Seeing his companions' actions, the bespectacled boy's expression froze, and he slowly uttered a few words:
"They've gone mad, they've all gone mad!"
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