[He raised his spear and threw it like a giant, but the resistance failed in the end:
[This is a world of group warfare. Interest groups have blocked all channels for the diffusion of external information through cultural communication channels.
[In a storm, the interests of centralization are above all else, while stability is the resistance to reform. 】
In the dark night, the soul of the tree demon is floating in the air.
died?
He didn't know how he died.
Lin Xingyu drifted in the empty world, enjoying the long-lost tranquility.
It’s great that I worked hard to draw a clear line with you.
Why hasn't Lin Xingyu moved around recently and participated in major events?
The reason is that he was trapped in a dream. In the dream, the girl was counting the petals on her palm under the moonlight. She smiled reluctantly, as if she was suffering from an incurable heart disease that was devouring her life.
She is very smart and has all the qualities that attract her. Unfortunately, she appears too late. Meeting her at this moment is a little more burdensome for me.
Dryad has chosen another way of life. Instead of redeeming the life of the protagonist given to him by ball lightning, completing the so-called main line and branch lines, and receiving version rewards, he has taken a completely different path:
He is not Atlas, but a protected weakling, a resident of the castle. He looks at the giant pushing the stone from the window, his eyes full of tired admiration.
Once upon a time, Lin Xingyu also wanted to do something, such as the inheritance of the tree, and his passion when he met the Overlord. He was also a young man, but his life process was suddenly interrupted. After that, he no longer wanted to My destiny is attributed to God's tempering, but I am tired of this game teasing me.
Why should I continue to stand up and be the trapped beast you make fun of?
The tree demon no longer wanted to have any contact with the higher-ups. He was angry, but this anger was useless. He settled for the next best thing and chose to protect himself. The protector still cared about getting people and things, and he seemed to have really changed. became a tree.
Now, the big tree is dead and floating in the air. He also feels relieved and breathes a sigh of relief: Really, I hate this world so much. It covers my mouth and makes me laugh to death...
Do you think I will fall for your tricks?
Lin Xingyu is unwilling to be a chess piece. He has pride, ambition and dignity. This is why the tree demon did not stand up in the still life universe, but struggled hard: at that time, the three great understanding kings also had no beginning or end. Sorry, what are you trying to figure out?
He doesn't care about the honor and disgrace of the Sequence Gate, and he doesn't have too high material desires:
As the protagonist and the son of the version, Lin Xingyu has changed himself too much, and now, he has just changed back to the original.
That time he was forced to leave the game and his subsequent participation made him understand a lot. At that time, he met Seal and Lemon Puppy. Under the moon, on a table, the atmosphere between them was also so solemn.
The pigs in the slaughterhouse already know their fate when they get on the transport truck. There are so many people fighting, why can't I be allowed to be depressed?
The girl in the dream has condensed into reality. Because of her involvement in this destiny war, this rich girl has become a girl in the back alley. Lin Xingyu doesn't know how to face the chaos in Jinguan City. He is not talkative, but the script His background is so complicated, how should he change himself?
Become a puppet that has completely lost its principles and soul?
You are really confident in your chess pieces.
The dryad was floating in the air, like a plastic bag, with its belly full of air, and continued to dance slowly after the eye of the typhoon disappeared.
Blue sunflowers and an indigo halo danced around the edge of the orange sun. Lin Xingyu closed his eyes amidst the abuse and confusion. The Milky Way in the sky soaked into his soul. His lips were dry and he didn't know. I hesitated for a long time about what I should say, not knowing what to say.
Call it a day.
The moonlight swirled on the girl's skirt as she painted the wind by the river.
The night flowed, and she couldn't see the stars because of urban pollution. The smelly river water was still ugly after years of treatment. The appearance here would only be repaired when the big shots went on picnics. For Crab, such an environment is better than purity, and the natural conditions of the Forgotten Land are also extremely primitive, which is a rare good news for her.
"Girl, look, the stars in the sky are bright."
"But the moon is still invisible." The girl tapped the paintbrush on the palette. She has four cones and her sensitivity to color is comparable to that of ordinary birds. The night becomes richer under her reproduction. Instead of being completely dark, or using weak light to show a monotonous appearance.
"The girl doesn't look good, so be prepared to rest." The aunt next door took great care of the girl. The longer she stayed with her, the more she fell in love with this girl who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. She didn't like to talk, but the things she did made people laugh. She was very touched.
"It's okay. After a thief steals something, even if he is caught, he can't get it back."
"Girl, if you have a kind heart, your fate will definitely improve."
"Thank you..." the girl blinked. She had always done things very slowly, and even breathing was extremely laborious. She was a piece of ceramic that was so delicate that it was about to break. Her slender figure was light and soft. It was a pity that she was born in a peasant family, otherwise she would have been the king's. The apple of your eye.
This is an era when one would rather be a concubine for Mr. Huang than marry a simple and honest man. In other words, at such a low level, no one can live a good life.
Why do we need love? In this era of excessive productivity, all love revolves around money.
God of Wealth, Bai Yueguang, whom I love so much, when can you look at me? I desperately need your salvation and your love. Even if it is just a little bit of insignificant charity, I will put you in the center of my heart;
Nothing is more important than you. I will pray day and night. Even if you are just a whim or a toy with me, I will treat that night of contact as a beautiful memory that will never be forgotten. God of Wealth, please Looking back.
In the sky, the middle-aged man holding Yuan Bao was cold and noble. The corners of his evil mouth were slightly raised, and there was a bit of contemptuous surprise in his eyes. Then his cold and frosty eyes slowly softened, and finally he stood up casually, his graceful figure matching With gorgeous makeup, this young man with the most beautiful face in the world and an unpredictable temperament, Youyou said:
"Which talented woman is this?"
"The newcomer. I heard that he was originally a ridiculous idealistic warrior. In the end, he saw that he was just a common man in the mud. Sir, there are so many people who want to eat swan meat. Can we deal with such toads? ?" The attendants on the side responded fluently, obviously knowing everything about the life of the world.
"Of course not. I don't even have a wish. I just long for my uncle's appearance and let her learn more talents. When the harem recruits maids next year, I will give her a chance to take the test." The God of Wealth said casually.
"Master, you are so kind! This is a gold ingot. There is no wish in this world that it cannot fulfill. As the saying goes [money clears the way, ghosts and gods stay close], our fireworks have been getting higher and higher recently, and the threshold should also be raised. You kindness……"
"How much money can you and I spend? Just give me what you have to give." The God of Wealth breathed lazily. The gold ingot in his arms opened his eyes, then rubbed it into the middle-aged man's arms, and continued to be calm. Sleep on the ground.
There are two gold ingots in the southern region, and the other one is in the hand of Nixiao Sheng, but it is the anchor of dry river ice, so the only one that can truly bless him with wealth is the one in his hand.
As the degree of enlightenment and awakening increases, the scope of the God of Wealth's beautiful ladies becomes wider and wider, and the minimum age limit becomes lower and lower. As the dream lover of countless palace ladies and the unlovable Bai Yueguang, the God of Wealth's private life has nothing to do with gods. Dare to make irresponsible remarks, after all, the quality of life in the God Realm currently depends entirely on him.
What a joke, without the incense of the God of Wealth, who are you?
Without this man's recommendation, who would have the desire to live in such a terrible place in the world?
healthy?
Laughing to death, I just pray for the destruction of the world and report to hell immediately tomorrow.
Deep fried? You're welcome, as long as you don't let me move, you can do whatever you want with this mortal body.
The God of Muhua came to the God Realm today to receive the assessment task, and met the great emperor. Out of courtesy, he said hello: "God of Wealth!"
"Xiaoyu is back?"
"Yes, second uncle!"
"Hey, do you care if I'm so affectionate?"
"Hehehe! Good brother!"
"No, this month's budget has been approved. You can wait next month." The God of Wealth did not take this trick and waved his hand. Mu Huashen was anxious, "Third Aunt! You can do it! I can't even afford meat. Got it!"
"Then why don't you find a boyfriend?"
"I told you, I'm not old enough yet."
"What I gave you is gold ingot, and the one below is silver. Didn't you use up your foreign exchange limit? What? Did you go to help the poor boy?"
"Impossible! I like you—oh, I won't say it anymore!"
"Trying with me again, I will throw it into the pond for you to feed the fish." The God of Wealth retracted his index finger, and the God of Mu Hua rubbed his forehead, "Damn it, the best fat female penguin fainted in the North Pole from crying."
"It's no use fainting in Antarctica. - By the way, don't run around these days. Your dad has a friend coming over to play. Remember to pick him up. He will stay at your house and sleep on the same bed with you."
"I..., I have to spend a lot of money..."
"Yes, the money you earned from your summer job will be wiped out in no time."
"You, you're not going to count the money for me?" Mu Huashen asked.
"I am the God of Wealth, and I only have gold ingots." Bai Yueguang turned around and looked at the God of Mu Hua with a half-smile, then waved his hand, "I heard that a goat appeared inside the spaceship recently, so please stop running around. , to avoid conflicts.”
"Oh, okay." The girl nodded in understanding, then came to the middle-aged man and squatted down, smiling and said: "Fat baby, fat baby! Hakimi Hakimi! Give me some gold ingot~"
"I'm going to rest. You should also pay attention to the time and remember to take care of others." The God of Wealth half-squinted his eyes, half-smiling.
"Tch~hateful big fat~"
The God of Muhua is a petty person, but there is nothing he can do about it. After all, the middle-aged man in front of him is not used to him.
The girl turned around regretfully and skipped away. The attendants looked at her with smiles and could only shake their heads helplessly when they saw her stretching out her thin white hands.
Under the eyes of the God of Wealth, we cannot provide assistance openly and openly.
