"Ah Qiu, don't wander around. What they said about taking you to the Paradise of Cave is all lies! We are from a poor family, where else can be cooler than ours?"
The knight slept for half the night, shaking his fan, his eyes were distracted and his temper was restless.
Sorry, I didn't come out.
The bandit rubbed his crumbled hair and stretched out pretending to be relaxed.
They say flashbacks are not suitable for literature;
Forget it, don’t bother with the bad pen.
"Master, I just went to take a look, and took a look from a distance."
"I know, if you are not as skilled as others, you have to go around. Let's forget about the trouble in the novice village. The level of this wild monster is too high." The hunter stretched his muscles and picked up a stone by the pond. It was very smooth, but he directly I drifted into the water and watched the waves rolling out of it under the setting sun.
When will we meet?
You can't interfere with our destiny with your regrets.
The knight clicked on the streaming media and jumped through the channels. His calves were shaking rapidly. He was so depressed that he was a little out of breath. He unconsciously pressed the toys with his hands.
Still have no choice but to be led by desire.
The hunter touched his waist, but found nothing. Then he exhaled a slow and long breath, his body temperature slowly increased, and his expression was not satisfactory."
"Ah Qiu, it seems like there is a primitive man living in my head."
The knight looked around blankly. It was dark night, desolate, and the stream was slowly flowing on the cobbled road. The stream that was cut off as soon as he sat down seemed to have ambitions and did not stop its flow. He stumbled, bruised and swollen, but the flow rate was arrogant.
The maid on the side was flicking the fire in front of her with a wooden stick, smiling broadly:
She was always happy, her eyes always filled with tears, her feelings were like the joy of a planet to a star. The boy who occupied her whole world was always sunny and cheerful, a light that would not go out.
"Master, when I met you, I gave you a rose." Ah Qiu smiled and narrowed his eyes, and the warmth hidden in his eyes slowly flowed.
Light falls from the sky, I heard this is called Dali Garden Retribution;
The young man laughed, and his eyes seemed to say, you are like a fun person.
The hunter patted the soil on his body and looked at the boundary monument in front of him:
After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery.
Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
True love or falsehood, I can't get in. I can only watch you from the outside. I don't know when we can meet you and talk in whispers.
"Master, the decisions made by primitive people must not keep up with this era, so why do we let him control our lives? How long does it take to climb such a high mountain? If we persist in our persistence, it will undermine our hard work."
"Yes, there is still a long way to go. Don't be limited by the current situation." The knight ate the candy.
Escape is shameful, but useful.
"If love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night." Everyone can hear this sentence as a way to comfort lovesickness, but there are always people who feel that this is the realm that life should pursue. If not, it seems that their love will be Not perfect.
If you can control it, where does it come from that "it's hard to control yourself?"
You are terrifyingly rational, as if you have not fallen in love. You are as calm on the cruise ship as you are on land, and there is no trace of panic at all. It is still your favorite state, so gentlemanly and decent, without any trace of embarrassment;
I really envy you, like a god.
The hunter has been here for a long time. He has never walked through the line between yin and yang, and he is not sure how Youjuan got in at that time: In Zhuoyu, Luo Yan, like Youjuan, is the smallest unit and cannot be cut. This completeness How to describe sex?
That’s right – He has no shadow.
It means being able to [highly concentrate] to such a state.
Therefore, no matter true/false, virtual/real, yin/yang, it is impossible for Youhuan to get it. He is Youhuan, and only Youhuan can represent Him, so the main perspective of Crow Sacrifice is strangeness;
However, this does not hinder the operation. The script is driven by the protagonist, and the others are supporting roles to improve the operation of the script.
So, take your sword and go.
The blonde woman had been dressing up for a long time. On the attic, the baby girl woke up and found that she was blowing the air. She blinked curiously:
"Master, what's wrong?"
"No, I'll take you to a place where someone is waiting for you."
"I, can't I follow the master from now on?"
"Yes, I also want to play where I should go." The blond woman looked at the little doll and touched her bun: "Some people like to escape, they are not willing to face difficulties, and they don't want to solve complicated relationships. . However, everything will eventually get on track. Just like a dam, its water storage capacity has an upper limit.
"Now, the dam has to release floods during the dry season. However, all this sounds simple, but it is also difficult. Even if you discard the details, the main trunk must be complete. This is what you have to do, so, do you understand."
"I..., I seem to understand but I don't understand." The girl squeezed the stuffed toy in her hand, and rubbed her head with a pair of soft big hands: "You are so smart, take the principles I gave you and go to meet each other. To collide, to go, to leave answers.”
The blond hair turned around and looked at the doll again, as if to comfort her, but she just held the big brown bear in her arms and blinked.
No chance.
The night was quiet, and she didn't stop, just lengthened her shadow.
The little girl remained silent, stepped on the sofa to the fence, stood on tiptoes and looked at the future where the blond woman was looking just now: it was foggy and there were colorful fireworks blooming.
The seeds of a tree were planted.
When the sweet turtle woke up, it was a cold night. When he opened his eyes, he couldn't see Lin Xingyu. He looked around in a panic, only to find that he couldn't move at all and could only lie down quietly on both sides of the steps.
Despair is like sand on the mud, watching helplessly as it is unable to support itself and is assimilated.
The sound of the wind was like hitting with a blunt instrument, making the turtle dizzy.
Next to [Waiting for Love] is a vending machine with various items labeled on it and a slogan:
Time will take away everything, and will change your name, appearance, personality, and destiny over the years, and all you can do is wait, waiting for time to continue to perfect you - as its work of art.
[Welcome to the altar of the World Spirit Clan, tester! 】
Molgui realized it.
The process of enlightenment lasted for a long time. It heard the sound of the world turning, and saw a powerful shock that it could not imagine before and could not describe in words. It used extremely powerful spiritual power to wash away the mold turtle's soul and took it to see the real world. of prosperity.
"Yun, what kind of insect is cloud, what kind of knife is ghost?"
"It's something that can make smokers quit smoking just to live longer than the author."
"Eh?" Molgui blinked and looked at the young man who responded to him: He was wearing a navy blue military uniform with a bicorne hat. He looked young, with long boots sticking to his calves. He had a delicate appearance and was handsome and arrogant when he smiled. A pocket watch hangs on the chest, and a white rose reclines on the white glove.
"It's because of this unrealistic dream that I chose to stay and wait."
The turtle looked at the boy, he had no heart;
Of course, this is not surprising. He has seen many people who have no heart, including Jin Yuan, Gu Huai, and those whose names he cannot remember, except Lin Xingyu:
The tree demon has a bright red heart that beats constantly.
The young man glanced at the moldy turtle:
"Do you have a story?"
"No, no. I can't say something as meaningful as yours."
"That's good." The young man nodded, "I don't have a story either. It's like I chopped up some irrelevant vegetables and garnished them to make a paste. That's my story. I forgot a lot, I only remember these.
"It's okay, what we have here are all decorations without stories. Their only function is to make the dinner look like a work of art when needed, in exchange for a higher label value.
"Of course, I can be seen at least." The young man is very talkative. Although he should not have such a character, these are not worth noting. The turtle has just woken up and has no way to break away from the body of the primitive man. He needs support to say a lot. After speaking, he hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said "Yeah."
The moldy turtle was still unable to move, and the boy in white was no longer within its sight.
"Senior, are you still there?"
"Yes. I'm on your left."
It was the voice of the navy boy.
"Unfortunately, I can only see the 160-degree field of view in front of me..." Molgui was a little embarrassed.
"It's okay. Regrets happen all the time. My name is Lamb, nice to meet you."
"My name is Shigui! - Your opening statement sounds like a black sheep. Do you know him?"
"Black sheep? I'm not sure." Lamb was helpless and apologized tenderly.
"It's okay, it's okay—"
"——Black Sheep, are you talking about the philosopher?"
When the turtle was apologizing, he heard a low sound, as if it was biting something. The smell of blood could be heard from a long distance, which made him feel like shrinking into the shell, but it couldn't move and could only He was so frightened that he replied: "Yes, yes..."
"Hungry Wolf, you scared the little guy. - Do you know him?"
"I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Hungry Wolf, and I was born in a snowy day. - Before I met you, I met Black Sheep. He was very noble. Since then, I have said that I will not hurt you. Sheep. - At that time, I was still called Wolf." Hungry Wolf added and explained, slowing down his speaking speed, allowing the turtle to slowly adapt.
It seems to be a very gentle predator.
"I remember, is that the black sheep?" Lamb suddenly laughed.
"Yes, do you still remember that joke?" Hungry Wolf spoke softly, as if he was making fun of something.
"Of course, what you said when we first met:
"You want to drive away your love rival, I can understand this feeling; you desperately want to keep your sweetheart and prevent complications - this is a natural thing! As for beating him to death because he has won love, this is really like The little kid, he hurt himself from the fall, but he went to hit the ground.
"——I didn't understand your weirdness at first, just like many subculture words, they eventually became marketing terms, such as the so-called [the first cup of milk tea in autumn], hahahaha, so interesting."
"Yes, in the process of vocabulary evolution, it will inevitably be 'popularized' to varying degrees depending on the level of education of the public. They call this culture, and the ones that are on the stage are called [essence], and the ones that are not on the stage are called [the essence]. dross].”
Hungry Wolf nodded.
Listening to the chatter behind him, Molgui hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say, and stood there like a good baby. Lamb noticed his discomfort and asked very considerately:
"May I ask, what is your relationship with philosophers?"
"Well... it was a one-time relationship." [Waiting for Love] scratched his head, "However, for some reasons, we have a good relationship with him, and we even met a mermaid because of it. You are all the same kind of creatures. ?"
"Yes, we are all transcendent. Unexpectedly, we came first after all." Lamb said sadly.
"Here? Where is this?" Molgui asked.
"Its name is [Tumbler Square], and it is a Zhongzhou building imitated by [Jiantian] back then." Hungry Wolf did not hide it.
