The Divine Martial Stars

This month, it is too decadent.

Decadence to doubts about yourself.

At the beginning of the month, I went to Inner Mongolia and opened a bad head.

Then the whole person seems to be sunk by the sun in the prairie, completely out of state.

Nothing is done in the state.

From the middle of the month, it has been adjusting.

The whole person is in a strange cycle of squatting, especially mourning.

Update rotten slag.

Since writing online novels, it has been the most scum for a period of nearly ten years.

An old reader told me today that I was very disappointed.

I am also particularly disappointed.

Forcing yourself to sit in front of your computer every day is something you can't write.

There is a strong sense of crisis in my heart, but once I sit down, I am particularly arrogant. I know that this is not right, but it is not adjusted.

I don't know what happened to me.

Every day is awkward.

I know that everyone's patience is coming to the limit.

I am particularly anxious in my heart.

Every night dreaming, are exams, others are handed over, I am still writing, even half of the questions can not be completed.

Today I was sitting in front of the computer for a day.

I forced myself to delete all other software on my computer and leave the codeword software.

I am not embarrassed to say how many chapters are owed.

When I am guilty, I want to escape.

I want to hide, in a place that no one knows.

There are still five days left in this month.

I will try to adjust.

Next month, you must recover.

Love you, very embarrassing.

I don't know what to say, sorry everyone.

give me sometime.

Never felt so sad.

I am sorry.