I became the Martial Saint of the Wasteland.

written request for leave

Cool down and catch a cold.

I wrote more than a thousand words in a daze, but I was not very satisfied, so I simply took two days off to sort out the plot.

The conflict line on Tianqing's side is about to begin in full swing. There is nothing to prepare for, except for the armed arrangements and a transitional plot involving the recruitment of new troops.

Then there was the beating.

High-level extraordinary combat powers will also appear one after another in the next two to three hundred thousand words.

The chapters I owe will be returned within this month. If I break my promise, please feel free to spit on the author.

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  Everyone should pay attention to keep warm.

(End of this chapter)