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I don't care, I can't tell whether the sky is white or dark, and I can't tell whether the house has a roof or not. Like layers of black curtains, Mu Ziyun lazily peeled them back, revealing a dazzling light outside. /p
Suddenly he walked out of Shantai Hall, wearing only a thin layer of clothes. Several disciples came over and said some things that they were tired of hearing and brought some food that they were tired of eating. Too lazy to take care of it, too lazy to eat, just walked lazily on the road. /p
Liu Xiaoxiao came over to her naked. She was pregnant again and had given birth to several babies this year. When she looked at Mu Ziyun, her face was ashamed, and her hands were nervous or trembling and red with happiness. When she came to Mu Ziyun, she lowered her head and shouted shyly: "Good morning, husband, slave family slave family I'm pregnant again." After saying that, she proudly stood up her big white belly. /p
Mu Ziyun turned his head away as usual, fumbled a few times casually, and walked straight away without stopping. After a while, he turned around and came back, kissing her body like a reward. Liu Xiaoxiao clung to him gratefully and happily as if she was lucky. /p
Four or five more female disciples came over, wearing thin robes that could only indicate their status as disciples of the sect. They hold various kinds of food in their hands. One after another, they came to serve Mu Ziyun for dinner, as if it was natural. Even no matter what weird actions Mu Ziyun made next, they didn't feel anything wrong, let alone any words of shame. They were happy and satisfied. /p
A woman held a plate in front of her chest and looked at Mu Ziyun with a smile. This charming scene was unbearable for anyone who saw it. However, Mu Ziyun's face was still listless, as if these were the things that normal life should have. Just follow the rules, anything you do is possible, and it becomes more and more boring and boring. /p
After eating, being tired, and having fun, the female disciples rushed to clean Mu Ziyun's body. Mu Ziyun finally breathed out a sigh of relief. Then he left. It was hot, so he took off his coat. The disciples and elders he met next also took off their coats. Mu Ziyun finally felt that this was inappropriate. After a while, everyone he met again was dressed properly. But he was still shirtless. /p
He smiled mockingly, shaking his arms and laughing. /p
After walking into the Dimen Hall, it was quiet inside. There was a bed, and on the bed lay the unconscious Hu Zi. He had suffered a disaster the last time he went out and had not woken up for a long time. Feng Jing stood by the bed with a sad look on her face. She looked up and saw Mu Ziyun. She immediately put on the warm image of a good wife and loving mother. Without saying a word, the two of them rolled together, feeling so crazy and so happy. , the bed was so big that no matter how they rolled, they couldn't touch the unconscious person, and they couldn't even roll to the edge of the bed. /p
After the fun was over, Feng Jing sat by the bed, with her back to the man on the bed, looking at Mu Ziyun with tender eyes, and warned her like a sister: "Don't be exhausted by the sect's affairs, rest more."/p
Mu Ziyun hummed, turned around and walked out of the hall. When he reached the door of the hall, Feng Jing suddenly called him. Mu Ziyun turned around and saw Feng Jing put on the gentle and gentle look of Xiaojiabiyu, with a blushing face and a shy expression. He lowered his head and said, "Husband, please walk slowly." As he said this, he touched her belly, which suddenly grew bigger at some point. /p
Mu Ziyun hummed again and finally walked out of the door. /p
There was no one in the competition field, but I didn't know where the noise was coming from, which made people upset. /p
Arriving at the Famen Hall, it didn't look like the Famen Hall in the past. It was much run down, and there were fewer people coming in and out. Mu Ziyun stood outside for a while, but still didn't decide to go in, so he turned around and left again. /p
Returning to Shantai Hall, Mu Ziyun saw many black curtains again, just like closing your eyes before falling asleep. They were just illusions that blocked the sight. Many people ran past him. Pan Xiaowen ran over naked to ask for pleasure, and the children ran over to call daddy. He didn't stop and walked in without looking back. /p
In the deepest part, there is a woman sitting there waiting. Mu Ziyun saw Wanmin and finally grinned. He ran over, threw her at her, kissed her with all his heart, and went crazy. /p
In the end, Mu Ziyun hugged Wanmin tightly and refused to let go for a breath, just like the most primitive man and woman. The sky was their clothes, the earth was their bed, and their only pleasure was reproduction. Wanmin grabbed his hand and put it on her belly, saying: "Dead wood, smelly wood, look, I'm pregnant again!"/p
Mu Ziyun was startled for a moment, his head buzzed a few times, and then he smiled, lowered his head, and kissed her white belly carefully. Finally, he raised his head and said, "It's a girl."/p
"Yeah" Wanmin didn't ask why. She was no longer so shy, but she still blushed. /p
"Call her Feng." Mu Ziyun opened his mouth but never continued. Fortunately, Wanmin didn't seem to hear her and didn't ask any more questions. /p
Is the sky black or white? It's white. Look, it's pitch black outside the gate. /p
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Mu Ziyun walked out of his home and stood on the steps of Shantai Hall. He was wearing clothes. /p
Shantai Palace has a new look, and it is no longer called Shantai Palace, but renamed Imperial Palace. Yes, Huzhou has changed. Wanmin and Pan Xiaowen finally led the sects to join Qingfeng Mountain, and the major sect forces were finally conquered by Qingfeng Mountain one by one. There was no war, but the victory or defeat was already clear. /p
Mu Ziyun walked into the imperial palace, which was a throne. Why are there no words to describe it? Because Mu Ziyun felt that it must be the best seat, and its appearance must be difficult to imagine, so it might be just a chair, or it might be a piece of gold. It doesn't matter, what does it matter? /p
Liu Xiaoxiao was wearing a robe and leading a group of disciples as they passed by. The disciples hurriedly paid homage, while Liu Xiaoxiao greeted him with a peach blossom look on his face and shy eyes. Mu Ziyun was too lazy to pay attention to her, but still touched her body as a reward. /p
A black hawk that was more than ten feet long flew across the sky, like a monster. Only then did I realize that the Imperial Palace had no roof. Several cows jumped down from the beams, but the black eagle was very strong, and several cows jumped from the roof. A man who looked like a farmer was sowing seeds behind the cows. A closer look revealed that there was a "strip" of soil in the palace, covered with crops. Looking along the crops, one could see the blue sky and the vast earth. But when the eyes were turned away, this was still the imperial palace, and the cows, farmers, and crop soil had disappeared. Only a few cows' brayings were heard from outside the gate. /p
Mu Ziyun was a little tired and shrugged his shoulders. Someone immediately came up to squeeze his shoulders. Mu Ziyun looked back and saw that it was the girl who had been with Wan Min. However, the girl was still fourteen or fifteen years old and did not seem to have grown up. It seemed that he had passed, and the girl, also wearing a piece of robe, with a big white belly, looked at Mu Ziyun with a shy face. /p
Mu Ziyun patted her head with satisfaction and led her to the throne. Halfway there, the girl disappeared. /p
Mu Ziyun sat lazily on the throne, enjoying the service. He looked up and saw the colorful clouds in the sky. He looked down and saw the dirt road for horse-drawn carriages, the moss-covered steps, and countless strange figures. /p
He breathed a long sigh of relief and patted the head of the girl next to him. The girl licked her lips knowingly, got up and walked away. After a moment of silence, Mu Ziyun moved his body and changed into a comfortable position. Immediately, many red-faced women with big bellies appeared in front of him. They rushed to bring tea and water to serve their husbands and their own. man. /p
Mu Ziyun closed his eyes and enjoyed it. It was so comfortable, and he felt so tired. It was really annoying how the sun in the sky was so dazzling. Then he heard thunder, and it seemed like it was going to rain. After the thunder, what came down was There were snowflakes, but if you look closely, you can see that what is falling is long kites (flowers). Mu Ziyun was suddenly startled, his voice was trembling, and he shouted hurriedly: "Where's Minmin! Where is Minmin!"/p
The women all lowered their heads, their faces flushed, but no one answered. /p
Mu Ziyun's heart was trembling. He angrily kicked away the woman next to him and shouted, "Where's Minmin! Where's Minmin!"/p
Just like in a dream, he longs for someone to appear, but he always fails to realize it. But he hasn't dreamed for a long time. How long has it been? I can’t remember clearly, but Minmin finally appeared. She was standing in the center of the hall, dressed in a smart outfit, with her hair tied up, holding a sword in her hand, looking at Mu Ziyun with a bright and heroic look. /p
"No, no," Mu Ziyun kept muttering, his eyes kept wandering to the left and right of the man. His heart was shaking, as if he was struggling before the rainstorm. Finally, when the shadow of the man in the center was blurred, his original shape was revealed. Mu Ziyun knew. It turned out that it was Wanmin's newly learned illusion technique, which transformed her into her former appearance. Standing there now was a beautiful and blushing woman wearing a fat robe, her belly was bulging. , eyes full of affection. /p
Mu Ziyun stumbled over and grabbed Wanmin's arm, as if he had grasped the whole world, his own destiny, and his beating heart. He hugged Wanmin and sat on the throne, not caring about anything. This time he gave up his hands to Wanmin, and he wanted to hold her forever and lock her in his arms forever. /p
He didn't want to turn his head for anyone who came. In short, he lost his hands, and now they were given to Wanmin. He hugged her tightly and stuck to her so that they could not be separated. /p
Wanmin faced Mu Ziyun and sat in his arms. They were so close that there was no gap. As the two of them moved, her face became increasingly blushing. Touching her white belly, she said shyly: "Dead wood, smelly wood, I'm pregnant again!"/p
"It's a girl!" Mu Ziyun said, "Ming Feng" still stopped and did not finish. /p
As a result, Wanmin's hand suddenly pulled over a little girl from somewhere else. She was only one or two years old and had just learned to walk. Wanmin smiled shyly and hit Mu Ziyun on the chest. She whispered: "Husband, you are confused. This is already called It’s a kite.”/p
Mu Ziyun was stunned, his head buzzed several times, then buzzed a few more times, and then buzzed a few more times. The two of them sat so closely and seamlessly together, and the hall was so quiet. It still looked like Shantai Hall. They were still sitting on the mat, with the small round table in front of them. Mu Ziyun shuddered. It turned out that it was already winter, and there were snowflakes outside. He hugged Wanmin so tightly that he really wanted to infiltrate her flesh into his body. There was a stream flowing beside him, magpies flying above his head, wild geese flying south, and cicadas chirping. It was so quiet. The whole world was here, and he was alone. No, no, he was still holding Wanmin tightly. With Wanmin. /p
(Nan Jue’s words: After writing this, to be honest, Nan Jue is not in a very good mood. Many people don’t understand what it would be like to be trapped in their own fantasies. Nan Jue is a person trapped in fantasies. Of course it's not that exaggerated, but it's really like what is described in the article, confusion, happiness but indescribable pain. One person is the whole world, and the whole world is one person. And then we often try to make ourselves believe when we fantasize, This is all true, so we will make up a character that we cannot doubt and cannot help but believe, and let him tell ourselves that this is indeed true, and it is true that it is all false. When we can’t tell the difference When he was young, depression or split personality appeared, but most people could tell the difference clearly, and Nan Jue could also tell the difference clearly. But for Mu Ziyun, he was very happy, but also really painful. From the beginning, that’s it./p
Alas, some people may think these chapters are messy. The world of the world of whatever you want is not over yet, but it should be over tomorrow. If anyone has seen this paragraph or has questions about these chapters, please tell me. , I will write a few paragraphs to clarify the confusion, because Nan Jue is full of details in the freewheeling world. Many of Mu Ziyun’s inner states or truths have actually been shown. Of course, we all know that this is false. But the story reflects more about Mu Ziyun and the deeper things of this world. For example, regarding Feng Jing’s question, Nan Jue actually left out a storyline about Feng Jing, Mu Ziyun, Du Hu, and some people. You may think, wow, why did Feng Jing suddenly change into a negative image? In fact, there is a process. The published articles probably show this process, but some people may think it is too sudden, that is, you haven’t understood it yet. If you carefully study the content and meaning of "The World You Want", you will definitely be able to find clues and the reasons for its changes. /p
How should I put it? I'm not in a good mood. In fact, Nan Jue has been really unhappy these two days due to other things. She's very sad and tired. Fortunately, this state of mind allows me to describe Mu Ziyun's state very well. , this can be considered a blessing in disguise, it may be a bit far-fetched, haha, then, Nan Jue wants to say one last thing, if this book really has readers, and you really read it, please tell me whether you are interested. Let’s learn about the true origin of the Kingdom of Ghosts, which is Nan Jue’s new book "Mountain Ghost·Nine Songs", because it will immediately seem like the secrets of the Kingdom of Ghosts have been revealed, but there are many things that cannot be said too much in "Yin Yang Stone" Tou, Nan Jue wants to create "Mountain Ghost·Nine Songs" into a high-quality book. I'm very confused because I don't know if anyone is willing to read it. If you do, please let me hear your voice. Thank you, thank you very much)/p
