Even though Xiao Longzi was born into a famous family, from the day he opened his eyes, the people he knew were all celebrities in history books. But at this moment, Xiao Longzi also showed his unprecedented seriousness.
But in the center of the storm, I was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
At this time, I seemed to have returned to the moment when I was besieged and forced to donate money in Xu Zheng's office.
But this time, I was even worse than that time.
Last time I was still a human being, now, I am just a slave with straw tags in the market!
There is no way to resist at all!
Even if I resisted, it would not help.
I can't do anything to fix it!
I can't save myself!
Because, I am just a combination of a personal mine and a tool person.
Fifteen days later, the final round of battle began.
No matter whether I win or lose, the result is just jumping from this sea of fire into another frying pan. For the rest of my life, all the minerals in my human mine will be mined. Squeeze all the remaining value out of me.
Now I am like an insignificant pawn in Cao Cao's camp in the Battle of Chibi.
He has no ability and no ambition, but he can only lie down and die!
In the battle between generals, who cares about the feelings of a soldier.
This is my life!
"Brother. I'm useless. I didn't find anyone."
"It's okay. I know where he is? I'll catch him tonight."
The entire sky was a pale grayish white.
The first snow of the winter solstice fell from early morning until the afternoon.
The shiny persimmon trees faced a light layer of snow, and looking out from the three-layer insulating glass, they looked particularly dirty.
The sawed-off and crooked trunk of a century-old locust tree was poking at the window, like the sword that the Tesso boss wielded at the end.
On the already scarred trees, the snow blown by the cold wind turned into icy rain, falling down like pearls.
On the retro old tiles, the dirty snow water fell drop by drop, hit the patio, exploded into millions of broken raindrops, and was collected by the ruthless earth. Finally, it flowed into the city's sewers, starting a new life.
The place where I am is a courtyard house in Nanchizi Street.
It is only 700 meters away from the Forbidden City.
Sitting in the corner of the east wing, you can clearly see a corner of the Drum Tower of the Forbidden City.
This courtyard is divided into the old house of Grandpa Chen Zhu. You can live in it for free, but you have no right to dispose of it.
On weekdays, it is difficult for A-Run to come here.
A'Run didn't care about the courtyard house. It was too prosperous and noisy here. A'Rong doesn't fit in here at all.
At that time, Grandpa Ah Lun lived in a compound, but this old house has not been abandoned. The Chen family does not need to worry about daily maintenance at all, so it has been preserved until now.
The Chen family, who have been loyal and loyal for generations, deserve this kind of welfare benefits.
"Brother, if you think this place is suitable, just move here. I'll let them know."
"No need. I'm used to living in the family area."
I responded softly, picked up the cup next to me, and drank the brown liquid in one gulp.
This is a mixture of donkey hide gelatin and eggs, which is most effective for replenishing qi and blood.
Fifteen days later, the final round of the battle will begin, and I must recover in the shortest possible time.
"Brother. Why are you trying to trick the King of Gods when you have nothing to do?"
"I can't stand it."
The fourth round ended successfully, and I accomplished all my set goals.
But in the end, I couldn't bear it and was punished by the King of Shenju, so I used Kaizi Li to give to the King of Shenju. I want to use this to slap the Shenju King in the face in the final round of the battle.
The arrogant Shenju King jumped into the trap as he wished.
But I didn't expect that the boss of Tezo would come in with a cross kick, turning the pit that was originally intended to slap the Shenju King in the face into a demonic abyss where I could be buried myself.
Sometimes, people really can't calculate God.
Ajun passed a thin stick of agarwood into the cigarette
Give it to me, with a bit of a smile on his face: "The Wang family is an aristocratic family, and Wang Xizhi is their ancestor."
"Although King Shenju is not the empress of the original meritorious service, this person will also be purple in the future."
I understood what Ah Jun meant and didn't respond.
"Tesou Teyi is the oldest, and he took over the post five years ago. Your headquarters is changing its commander this year, and he and Long Guangyao are the candidates."
It's evening and the lanterns are starting to turn on.
After repairing all afternoon, I sat at the table, carefully picked up a stack of white paper and slowly opened it.
A large white paper filled with Shen Qing Gu Xiu's small regular script instantly filled my eyes.
An elegant aura, a Taoist sentiment filled with light and bright moonlight instantly brought me into the illusion of the mysterious sky where the colorful clothes of the Golden Palace and the Silver Palace were flying.
Flower pieces are sent to the morning clouds, and the coming and going is clear!
In an instant, dense layers of goosebumps appeared all over my body. My breathing stopped, but I was shaking into chaff again.
My nose was sore, my tears were streaming, my heart was aching, but I was giggling, giggling, giggling non-stop.
"Zhong Yuewei. My fiancée. She speaks like a face."
"I'm a child teacher."
"Seven years, three months and three days."
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Memories turn into stars all over the sky, engraved with lovesickness, scattered across the sky for hundreds of millions of miles, and I can’t finish my thoughts.
The past flashes forward vividly, forming a galaxy, filled with lingering dreams, flowing through six billion years of ancient and modern times, but it cannot finish writing about my bondage.
After slaying the dragon, the pain of having one soul and two souls taken out by God, and the most painful suffering of more than two thousand days and nights in the Jinhe Cliff Cave, all became insignificant at this moment.
The corners of my eyes were already wet, and my eyes were already misty with tears. Only Yue Wei and I were left in the whole world.
Always remember, there will be reverberations.
I finally met and defended Yue Wei.
When I saw Xuanji Tu, I saw Yue Wei.
This is the Xuanji picture written by Yue Wei herself.
In the eyes of others, the Supreme Seal and the Platinum Bicycle can allow them to live a worry-free life for three lifetimes. But in my heart, this Xuanji painting is the real priceless treasure.
The Xuanji picture sounds mysterious, but it is actually just a picture of characters.
A poem consisting of 841 words!
But this poem is a little special.
Palindrome poem!
Wu Jing of the Tang Dynasty wrote in "Interpretations of Ancient Yuefu Questions": "Palindrome poems, when read in reply, are all written in song."
"Hundred Methods for Learning Poetry" of the Republic of China: "Palindrome poems are repetitive and cunning, and should not be taken lightly."
The explanation in today's terms is that a poem can be read along the way, backwards, or repeated in a convoluted combination, and it can become a poem.
