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It was within this radius that the knight landed on both feet. Full text no ads left foot stuck.

Coincidentally, I was seen by someone by the attic window.

Soon, however, he was in the corner of the gray eaves. and was never seen again.

In fact, from all the windows of this attic, you can only see stacks of gray tiles. That was how it was envisioned. Because Zhong Lipo likes to look at the rooftop.

Because there is a thrill of trampling sentient beings under your feet.

Zhong Lipo is the one standing by the attic window.

The colorful songbird on his shoulder is called "Little Melon".

Since childhood, people have been constantly saying that his name is not good. Broken wealth, broken appearance, broken shoes.

That's what people say all the time.

But he just likes to call himself Zhongli "broken".

When he stood in the attic and looked at the tiles, he often imagined that the tiles would be broken in an instant, and make the crisp sound of the glass when it fell.

Naturally, the tiles do not make the sound of glass.

But he imagined that it was always possible.

Zhongli Po looked lovingly at the little melon on his shoulder. Petting scratched its fragile skull, and tapped its soft feathers. He wished he could make a crisp glass sound when he hit the melon, but he never did.

Not once.

But he always imagined that the little melon was besieged by some big black bird, such as a crow, pecking at the feathers and screaming miserably. Maybe the eyeballs also fell out, were inadvertently stepped on, or were eaten by some wild animal.

Maybe it's an earthworm rotting in the ground.

Zhong Lipo, like all bad guys, thinks he's smart.

For example, if he can find a non-blind corner in the attic window where he can only see gray tiles on all sides, can he still say that he is not smart?

The more kind and kind his eyes became when he looked at the little melon, it showed that the little melon had been completely divided in his imagination. But people are not the same.

In this attic, for example, most people stand in front of the window and look down at the sky and say, "Oh, what a depressing roof." However, one day, when the prince was standing here in the dark, he raised his head and said, "Wow, I feel that I am closer to the sky." It must be beautiful to watch the sunrise here. ”

So, it's not that the attic is in the wrong place, it's that the human heart is in the wrong place.

Zhong Lipo looked at the ridge under the window, and his mind was faint. Perhaps he also thought he was too negative. So Zhong Lipo suddenly smiled.

He said to himself: Zhong Lipo, you are still very young.

Zhong Lipo is indeed very young, but he is just in his early thirties, and his skin is not very fair, but it is very firm. There is no excess fat flesh, and the skin of the face is tight and thin and wraps around the facial contours, neat. No mud and water.

This may also be the reason why Xiaogua likes to follow him. Because his face has no extra flesh, it is not easy to peck.

The knight under the attic is now above the attic. Zhong Li Po's opposite. He was looking at Zhong Lipo, and he thought that Zhong Lipo looked very much like the paper man with a pointed hat and a banner next to the coffin at the funeral. However, the paper figure is not as smooth and neat as his face.

Zhongli Po was also looking at the black knight.

"There are not many people who dare to break into my house single-handedly and unarmed. Zhongli broke the way.

He likes to talk and look at his opponents at the same time.

Because he believes that people are most likely to expose their weaknesses when they speak.

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